The Potted Plants And Unborn Babes Poem by Dr John Celes

The potted plants have died unnatural deaths;
I tried to save them from the earlier place;
I could not help them leave all to their fate;
They had been smothered all by cement dust.

My months of toil had gone to waste so soon;
I failed to save them from the man-made foe;
The transportation charges had gone waste;
The young and green leaves withered in the blight.

If fate of plants can be so cruel, then,
The wanton deaths of fetuses in womb
Are gruesome most, unpardonable when,
God made the human babies with such love.

The environs are polluted by man;
Man does not care about the climate change;
Man is the loser ultimately, oh!
He cannot do things rashly as he feels.

The future of the planet earth’s at stake;
Our children’s future is endangered too;
We cannot live for just today’s moment;
The earth if hurt will hit back much fiercely.

Flora or fauna, life is most precious;
The unborn baby has its right to live;
No one decides its fate except God;
Don’t stir the wrath of God, the Life-giver!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 26-09-2015