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Michael Ponnambalam Poem
Rhyme: AABB
Rhythm: Trochaic tetrameter. i.e.,
Each line as: BAH-bah BAH-bah BAH-bah BAH-bah
1 “Hi, Corona, thy name means crown.
But all thy deeds in pain us drown.
Many losing jobs, homes and hope,
Are not sure how they now will cope.
2 For months schools and colleges closed,
For us many problems have posed.
Online class is not fun, my friend.
Good if soon it comes to an end.
3 Deaths one million by September.
Scary number to remember!
Why hast thou become a killer?
Please, leave us, mad graveyard filler!”
4 “I am only a messenger.
Neither killer, nor avenger.
Many see me as an evil.
But the wise will see my goodwill.
5 God, your great and loving Father,
Sees you drifting from Him farther.
Fun and entertainment centered,
You are now much conscience blunted.
6 Money you chase; but not wisdom,
Depth in spirit, or God’s Kingdom.
With your science and tech power,
You think you're a mighty tower.
7 God sent me to help you to see
Powerless how you are. Hence flee
From all your sins. Follow God’s way.
Then I'll fly away, as you say.”
Posted: 20 October 2020
Updated: 22 November 2020
Copyright © Michael Ponnambalam | Year Posted 2020
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Michael Ponnambalam Poem
1) God our great and loving daddy
Wants us always to be happy.
Humans are the only creatures,
Gifted with the laughing features.
2) Open your lips wide an’ laugh well.
Ripen your laugh; gloom sen’ to hell.
Lighten your load; lengthen your days.
Heighten your joy; strengthen your blaze.
3) Brighten with a loud laugh your face;
Frighten worries; lift up your gaze.
Laugh, my good friend, loud an’ have fun;
Half the problems gone then; well done.
4) Laughing ther’py works like magic,
Healing inner mem’ries tragic,
Making faces glow with grace well,
Taking inner en’rgy to swell.
5) Saving good laughs is my hobby;
Will you kindly send one to me?
This old man has hearing hardened;
Please laugh louder; thank you, good friend.
Copyright © Michael Ponnambalam | Year Posted 2022
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