Treasure Island

Dr John Celes

(14-2-1957 / Coimbatore, Tamilnadu, India)

He Joins the Band of Angels


A lovely boy was born on earth,
And brought both parents immense mirth;
Alas, he was victim of death –
Death took him off and not by stealth.

A living toy, God gave as gift
Got stolen weeks after it came;
The family-boat is now adrift,
In stormy sea and not the same!

Some things in life seem mysterious;
God’s ways are stranger than man thinks;
Yet, human life appears precious;
When life is robbed off, then man blinks!

‘What God allows, man doesn’t permit;
What man allows, God doesn’t think fit! ’

Submitted: Thursday, November 07, 2013
Edited: Thursday, November 07, 2013

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