Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
Tamilnadu – When Cities Are Flooded By Torrential Rains… - Poem by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,
The water table had gone down;
Riparian states refused to share;
Delayed Monsoons worsened the state;
So, people prayed for rains to come.
God heard their fervent prayers at last;
The rains came but were in excess;
The cities got water-logged fast;
Their houses had been swept away.
The rains have spread a pall of gloom;
The people suffer now from rains;
The cities weren’t ready for it;
The roads became unfit to ply.
Thousands have lost their houses dear;
And some have died unnatural deaths;
The people plead to God to stop
The fury of the rains that came!
Why did God allow excess rains?
None can predict the good and bad;
A miracle must soon happen;
But people ought to pray from hearts.
The sun will shine through winter time;
The earth may swallow waters fast;
The cities will spring back to life;
The life-giver does care for lives.
What went wrong needs in-depth-study;
Disasters come once in a way;
Cities need better drainage ways;
Love for neighbors unites the state.
Disasters can strike any place;
Disasters can hit anytime;
Disasters can come anyway;
But preciousness of life will stay.
Let’s rethink on life’s priorities;
Let’s pray to God to heal the states;
Let’s live lives free from corruption;
Let’s ensure basic wants to all.
The hearts and minds will sooner heal;
The pain and anguish will vanish;
Preserve Earth’s ecology first;
Our Nature Mother friendly turns.
God usher in a new era;
The common man needs better times;
Money in tons can’t help always;
Love of life, compassion is best.
Is this a writing on the wall?
People must turn to God for help;
Mere human strength and minds can fail;
But fear of God will keep all safe.
We pray to God for floods to recede soon.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-12-2015
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