The scorching sun seems earlier back this year;
The measly bug is lurking in the leaves;
The mighty mist has made most tree-leaves brown;
The water from the pipes is hot by noon!
The elections can change the nation's fate;
New rules and regulations keep coming;
The price of common things is not yet curbed;
The common man is caught amidst chaos.
New governance can root out evils fast;
But poverty will stay as in the past;
More militant outfits strike more terror;
The unity of nations has suffered.
All seem to re-align in global scenes;
The fight against corruption continues;
The state of people has not changed one bit;
The fate of common man appears worse hit.
The polity can't go on speaking lies;
Crimes keep on rising; so are accidents;
The lives of citizens are endangered;
Respect for human life has touched nadir.
May God usher a miracle healing!
The blood of innocent lives cries to Him;
The rich are turning richer with much ease;
The world is losing brother-hood and peace.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-2-'15
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem