Run Baby Run

21 Oct

Run baby run, have full fun,
Indulge in glamour, indulge in all that money can buy,
East deliciously, your bellyful, never be hungry,
Entertainment is all around, fill your eyes with lust and gold

Dance and make merry, there is no hell or purgatory,
Have fun all the time, explore the world in luxury,
There is no afterlife, this is the one all you have,
Play with it and be adventurous

Oh I had it all, but why do we have to suffer,
Even the rich have to suffer, the elite has their woes too,
Infidelity, disobedience and gambling seem to be common,
There should be a meaning to life apart from pleasure and fun

Why did he suffer, why was he crucified,
Suffering does have a purpose, there is some joy in it,
Oh many saints have suffered throughout with joy,
I do want to taste it and enjoy

Lust and glamour are bottomless pits,
Marriage infidelity is a demon in disguise,
Without afterlife, we are just animals,
Oh now for sure there is no life without suffering


To a Laborer

21 Oct

Oh Laborer of a desert city,
You toil day and night without rest,
Doing your best to build the city that never rests,
From the tallest to the smartest towers your hand exists,
But seldom people recognise that you even subsist

Short sleepless nights, to long working hours,
Weekends or weekdays are no different to you,
No worldly pleasure only dreams of a bright future,
Cold winter and hot summer are all that you enjoy,
Oh God does see your plight and shall give you rest

Some never survive to tell the tale,
Weakness, hopelessness kill their being,
Only some survive to see the face of their loved ones,
Oh what a joy to see their Papa, Husband, Son back,
Joy and Glory greater than a valiant soldier from war

With lot of dreams did they arrive at this land,
Many did realise their dreams to see their kids prosper,
Some admire this land compared to their own,
Many are desperate wanting to go back to their loved ones,
Oh Laborer, we honour you and pray for you

To a White Tiger

16 Jul

It roams around in a cage of glass,
With royal posture and grim looks,
It growls at the onlooker on green grass,
Elegantly doing the routine catwalk on hooks,
Unknowing the pleasure it gives to mankind

The White tiger with its royal acclaim,
A pleasure to eyes and solace to mind,
Oh mighty cat you know not our claim,
Children excited, adults in full wind,
To have your view because you are so few

Once you did used to rule our jungle,
Though seldom people knew your value,
Many men indifferently struggle,
Your nails to tail they devalue,
Oh if they admired your beauty, so precious

Time has passed and technology at it`s brink,
No longer do men need trees for warmth or cool,
Entertainment is all around, plenty to eat and drink,
Everything seems a click away and men be-fooled,
Only to be entangled in more misery till extinct

A Soul`s Hymn

11 Jun

Oh my soul seems to be plunged in darkness,

S0091347 Calling of Saint Matthew. Contarini Chapel. Image licenced to Stephen Forsling FORSLING, STEPHEN by Stephen Forsling Usage : - 2000 X 2000 pixels © Scala / Art Resource The night seems to be my only consolation,
The day is to dark with miseries and deception,
Though I have hope my weakness fails me

Wait a minute, conscious reminds me,
Try again and all is not lost,
Didn`t he say that he will be with you till death,
Hasn`t he said to stand firm in temptation.

Oh man of little faith why do you doubt,
I have died for love of you,
Stand firm in face of troubles,
I shall never leave you, trust in me

He has conquered the world,
We have won by his death,
I shall stand firm till death and be blessed,
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, no fear no tear but joy forever

Calling of Saint Matthew. Contarini Chapel.
Image licenced to Stephen Forsling FORSLING, STEPHEN by Stephen Forsling
Usage : – 2000 X 2000 pixels
© Scala / Art Resource

Death of a Luminary: Mother Angelica

9 Apr

Mother Angelica, Founder of world`s largest religious broadcasting network EWTN passed away on March 27th 2016. She was 92 years old.29angelica-web1-superJumbo

Birth and Early Life:
Mother Angelica was born April 20, 1923, as Rita Rizzo in an Italian neighborhood in Canton, Ohio. She was the only child of John and Mae Helen Rizzo . Her father, a tailor by trade, abandoned the family when Rizzo was very young and her parents divorced in 1929. Her mother maintained full custody of her but struggled with chronic depression and poverty.

Looking back upon this time in her life, Mother Angelica described herself and her mother as being “like a pair of refugees. We were poor, hungry, and barely surviving on odd jobs before Mother learned the dry cleaning business as an apprentice to a Jewish tailor in our area. Even then, we pinched pennies just to keep food on the table.” By the age of 16, Rizzo realized that her mother’s dry-cleaning job was a dead-end; through Rizzo’s efforts, her mother gained a better job that provided some relief from their dire poverty. “We lived in rat-infested apartments — our life was so hard. I was interested in survival so I didn’t do well in school. It’s hard when you’re hungry and cold to study,” she recalled in 1987.

She spent much of her early life plagued by an array of stomach ailments. In 1943, she claimed to have been cured by a Catholic faith healer, signaling the beginning of her interest in a religious vocation, according to a 2007 biography written by Mr. Arroyo, “Mother Angelica: The Remarkable Story of a Nun, Her Nerve, and a Network of Miracles.”

In 1944, she joined her religious order and professed her solemn vows in Canton in 1953 as Sister Mary Angelica of the Annunciation, of the Poor Clares of Perpetual Adoration, a contemplative order of Franciscan nuns in Canton. Another physical ailment — a spinal injury suffered in a fall, followed by two years of chronic pain — led her to promise to build a new monastery if cured. Her prayers answered, she set off in 1962 with four other sisters of her order to start Our Lady of the Angels Monastery in Irondale, a place with almost no Catholics.

There, Mother Angelica began writing booklets and recording audio cassettes to introduce Catholicism to her new neighbors. When a local television station gave her a half-hour of airtime, her on-camera charisma attracted Pat Robertson’s Christian Broadcasting Network, which began airing her show on its satellite network. She said these appearances made her aware of the tremendous influence television has in spreading messages.

In an interview with The New York Times in 1989, Mother Angelica described how a visit to a television studio in Chicago ignited her entrepreneurial drive, and led to the birth of her worldwide enterprise. “I walked in, and it was just a little studio, and I remember standing in the doorway and thinking, it doesn’t take much to reach the masses,” she said. “I just stood there and said to the Lord, ‘Lord, I’ve got to have one of these.’”

With the support of her religious community, Mother Angelica began consulting with media experts about starting her own TV station, hatching the idea of EWTN. She was granted a license by the Federal Communications Commission, and EWTN went on the air in August 1981.She began with $200 and little knowledge about TV production. The operation started in a building meant to be a garage on the grounds of the Our Lady of the Angels Monastery she headed in the Irondale suburb of Birmingham. Originally its daily programming of several hours was carried by three cable systems.

In 1992, Mother Angelica launched the short-wave EWTN Global Catholic Radio which broadcasts in English and Spanish. In 1996, EWTN started a satellite-delivered AM/FM radio network with programming also available for rebroadcast by local stations.

In 1998, Mother Angelica stepped down as the head of EWTN and Deacon Steltemeier was appointed chairman and CEO. He died in 2013.

Awards & Recognition:
In 2009, Pope Benedict XVI awarded the Pro Ecclesia et Pontifice Cross to her and Deacon Bill Steltemeier, then-chairman of EWTN’s board of governors, for distinguished service to the church. The cross, whose name is Latin for “for the church and the pope,” is the highest papal honor that can be conferred on laypeople and clergy.Because of ill-health, Mother Angelica received the award in her private quarters. But in the public ceremony, Bishop Robert J. Baker of Birmingham said “Mother Angelica’s effort has been at the vanguard of the new evangelization and has had a great impact on our world.”

A 1995 profile in Time magazine called her “an improbable superstar of religious broadcasting and arguably the most influential Roman Catholic woman in America.”

Archbishop Charles Chaput of Philadelphia, a member of the network’s board of governors, said in its statement that Mother Angelica “succeeded at a task the nation’s bishops themselves couldn’t achieve.”

Mother Angelica’s outspokenness on church issues — her pet peeves were gender-neutral language in the liturgy and a change allowing girls to become altar servers — made her both friends and enemies among the Catholic faithful.

“Faith is having one foot on the ground and the other up in the air, waiting for the Lord to put the ground under it”

“We have lost the theology of risk and replaced it with a theology of assurance” that says “you have to know what’s going to happen before you embark on something new”

To a Little Cat

20 Feb

Full of zeal it jumps around,IMG_1309
Mesmerized by the beautiful butterflies that surround,
The honey bee with it`s colorful hues,
The fallen Areca Nut with wonderful contours

The little pussy cat has just opened its eyes,
Excited by the green nature around it hops and jumps,
It tries to grab everything that`s colorful,
The little flowers to fallen leaves of foliage plentiful

Lionel comes seeing his pussy cat playing,
Equally joyful is he like the cat at gaming,
God of small things, pleasure infinite,
When he to will have fun with pussy finite

He picks a palms twig and holds it up,
The pussy jumps it finally to tiredness it succumbs,
Joy of everyone at home,
The little cat has finally come

Pied Beauty

13 Feb
By Gerald Manley Hopkins
written 1877

Glory be to God for dappled things —
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced — fold, fallow, and plough;
And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim.

All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
Praise him.

References: Gerard Manley Hopkins (28 July 1844 – 8 June 1889) was an English poet, Roman Catholic convert, and Jesuit priest, whose posthumous fame established him among the leading Victorian poets. His experimental explorations in prosody (especially sprung rhythm) and his use of imagery established him as a daring innovator in a period of largely traditional verse.