Dr John Celes

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

Sonnet: The Magic of Poverty


A birth in poverty is luck supreme!
A death in poverty, a great blessing;
A life of poverty is rare a dream;
Achievements great, stark poverty can bring.

’Tis poverty that goads nations do feats;
’Tis poverty that stimulates scientists;
In everything, poverty, wealth just beats;
The greatest men were in poverty’s lists.

And poverty lessens our worries much;
Account to God will be much easier;
Poverty gives the saint a divine touch;
In poverty, poets can fly higher!

Poverty helps to shun worldly pleasures;
A soul in poverty, Heaven allures.

9-14-2002

Submitted: Friday, July 04, 2003

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  • Ryan Sanders (1/1/2006 6:21:00 AM)

    Sadly I didn't read the passing date of his life. A few years to late I guess. All who read this poem please go to Whistle and Whistling, they are written with the utmost good intentions.

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  • Ryan Sanders (1/1/2006 6:19:00 AM)

    I truly do like your poem Dr. John Celes. I do agree that in poverty lies hope since the Impoverished people are victims of this hierarchical and patriarch driven society and understand the system so much better than those in middle class. The classes can be divided into three groups with the words; Aware, Unaware, and Aware. The Elite on top, Middle Class in the Middle, and the Impoverished on the bottom:

    Aware Elite- Aware of their selfish doings in maintaining control and superiority over the creatures of Earth but yet continue to do so since greed and power is a decisive motivating force.

    Unaware Middle Class- Life has never been so good for the Unaware Middle Class, television, cars, extra money, house, safety for the family, food, water and 'freedom'. And yet this very fact keeps them Unaware. Never the less the future is ours for the taking and they shall become Aware.

    The Impoverished Aware- The impoverished people are Aware of the Elite's manipulative way of running society. It is painfully obvious when you are the oppressed for the sole reason because the change lies within. Or does the oppression create the Change?

    Dr. John Celes- Beautifully written Poem, I invite you to read the ones I have written:

    Whiste and Whistling by Ryan Sanders

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