Sonnet: The Patient God

The food they eat is poison to my gut;
It looks so appetizing and tasty;
They need that food to grow up smartly but
I have to live with my food-allergy!

Their flowers’ smell does cause a wheeze in me;
Perfumes do hurt my nose and lungs also;
Nevertheless, my daughters look pretty;
Young girls just love to wear such flowers, Oh!

Many a thing that others do does hurt;
The sins we do offend Almighty God;
Erasing grace, it fills the soul like dirt;
Estranged from God, we could receive His rod.

The Son of God who suffered on the cross,
Still loves to have us all, without a loss!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-23-2006

Sonnet: The Order of things Today

Sonnet: The order of Things Today
The way things happen is so disgusting;
All Christians suffer like how Jesus did;
The righteous face a world most annoying;
The modern evils have blown off their lid!

A pity ’tis to see the way things are!
The corrupt ones are ruling every front;
The worthless man is over-night a star!
In every sphere, the upright bear the brunt.

Yet, seasons ought to change despite delay;
The God who made the lovely earth, knows all;
And very soon, He’ll have His final say;
All evil men will have a grievous fall!

Industrious ones will win over lazy;
The road to righteousness is not easy!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-18-2006