The Hype Is Gone But Hope Remains In The New Year Poem by Dr John Celes

An Old Year ends as New Year takes over
When clocks show twelve midnight around the world –
An event celebrated by mankind,
Although the change is just a tradition.

The old order must give in to the new;
The new too turns old with the fleeting time;
Each year comes to a grinding halt this way;
Thus goes the cycle of joys, woes and grief.

The mind of man has plans in head ahead;
The heart of man resolves to change for good;
But all the hype is gone as days roll by;
Man’s gaze is back with haze in earthly maze!

Each year is good and bad in many ways;
Man’s feats in fields reset records galore;
But crimes and sins creep into endeavors;
Science can’t give answers to man’s search for God.

Each year, man goes ‘high-tech’ in diverse fields;
Man’s show of intellect surprises men;
But Nature’s furies bring man to her feet;
Despite advances, God stays paramount!

Science gives the false feel man has Nature fixed;
He loves to rules the universe in ways;
His own efforts are grain-like in time’s sands,
And dwarfed by Maker’s quintessence, always.

Science gives the false feel man has Nature fixed;
He loves to rules the universe in ways;
His own efforts are grain-like in time’s sands,
And dwarfed by Maker’s quintessence, always.

God shakes the world and rules the universe;
Man comes to terms with Nature’s awesomeness;
Though feats of man seem incredible, still,
God’s mountain-peaks stay indiscernible.