Sunday, July 29, 2012

A Life of Guitar Man

A man of music with very sad life
Yet too old, with no such  wife
He tried to commit, to play only music
To have a living and achieve his dream

Once he was a coward of a county
And only hope to his family
Play his guitar and earn some money
Music is the way he only sees.

He made to love and he made to cry
He loved to play ev'ry man's life
Composed a music, to tell the story
Of every man's story of road.

Though he died, his music remains
Unknown to his life, yet his music reigns
His soul with God, together they listen
The songs of praises, with God they did.


Sunday, July 22, 2012

 What A Wonderful World

I see trees of green... red roses too
I see them bloom ...for me and you
And I think to myself... what a wonderful world


I see skies of blue... and clouds of white
The bright blessed day.... the dark sacred night
And I think to myself... what a wonderful world


The colors of the rainbow... so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces... of people going by
I see friends shaking hands... saying, “how do you do?”
They’re really saying... “I love you”


I hear babies cry... I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more... than I’ll never know
And I think to myself... what a wonderful world

Yes, I think to myself... what a wonderful world



     Our problem in environment or in our ecosystem is not an ordinary problem to be solved as of these days because of the tremendous destruction of our natural habitat by the people. This should be not be warned to people, but the people themselves should see the problem seriously. Can it be fixed or can be resolved? Yes, why not? If the people of our planet will implement the laws preserving our environment and they will obey and discipline themselves, believe me, this problem can be resolved. We were able to destroy and thus, we also have the power to fix this again. What a wonderful world can be if we can fix our suffering planet. God created these, everything. And as a steward, we should take care of his creations in many ways.

Saturday, July 14, 2012


Romeo and Juliet
Act V      Scene III
(Comic Relief)

ROMEO
(About to drink the poison)
Juliet, my dearest, please wake up for I’m still afraid to die…
(Prays)
JULIET
        (Awakes)
My lord! I am alive, thou shalt be happy for thou lady’s awake.
(Holds Romeo’s hands and threw the bottle then hugs Romeo)
(Turns her head to Paris)
You’ve stabbed Paris?
Oh! Romeo, you’ve just put your hands in rage.
ROMEO
Oh, Juliet, you’ll understand the story later as we go on. But Thank God for my wife’s alive! Almost grief and tears in my eyes, to commit murder to thy body. How did thou spent thou hours in sepulcher.
JULIET
Not need to explain for someone’s coming. Prepare my dearest to escape ourselves and live happily ever after.


FRIAR LAWRENCE
        Saint Francis be my speed! how oft to-night 
       
 Have my old feet stumbled at graves! Who's there?
BALTHASAR 
       
Here's one, a friend, and one that knows you well. 
FRIAR LAURENCE 
        Bliss be upon you! Tell me, good my friend, 
      
  What torch is yond, that vainly lends his light 
      
 To grubs and eyeless skulls? as I discern, 
      
 It burneth in the Capel's monument. 
BALTHASAR 
        It doth so, holy sir; and there's my master, 
      
  One that you love. 
FRIAR  LAWRENCE
        Who is it? 
BALTHASAR
 
       
He who starts with letter R. 
FRIAR
  LAWRENCE 
Randolph?
       
How long hath he been there? 
BALTHASAR
 
       
No sire, it’s Romeo about Full half an hour. 
FRIAR
  LAWRENCE 
       
Go with me to the vault. 
BALTHASAR
 
       
 I dare not, sir 
      
 My master knows not but I am gone hence; 
      
  And fearfully did menace me with death, 
      
   If I did stay to look on his intents. 

FRIAR  LAWRENCE 
         
Stay, then; I'll go alone. Fear comes upon me: 
      
   O, much I fear some ill unlucky thing. 
BALTHASAR
 
       
As I did sleep under this yew-tree here, 
      
   I dreamt my master and another fought, 
      
  And that my master slew him.
FRIAR LAWRENCE
       Romeo! Thank God Almighty, and Juliet.
       Go, and the watchmen are on their way
       Save yourselves and be marry
       Go, before it’s too late
       Romeo, hurry for I thought you’re Randolph
       (Laughs)

      (Romeo and Juliet flees, watchmen arrives)

FIRST WATCHMAN 
        Lead, boy: which way?

PAGE 
        This is the place; there, where the torch doth burn. 

FIRST WATCHMAN
 
        The ground is bloody; search about the churchyard:
 
        Go, some of you, whoe'er you find attach.
 
        Pitiful sight! here lies the county slain,
 
        And Juliet bleeding, warm, and newly dead,
 
        Who here hath lain these two days buried.
 
        Go, tell the prince: run to the Capulets:
 
        Raise up the Montagues: some others search:
 
        We see the ground whereon these woes do lie;
 
        But the true ground of all these piteous woes
 
        We cannot without circumstance descry.
 

    (Re-enter some of the Watch, with BALTHASAR)
 

SECOND WATCHMAN
        Here's Romeo's man; we found him in the churchyard.
 

FIRST WATCHMAN
 
         Hold him in safety, till the prince come hither. 

   ( Re-enter others of the Watch, with FRIAR LAURENCE
 )

THIRD WATCHMAN
 
        Here is a friar, that trembles, sighs and weeps: 
        We took this mattock and this spade from him,
 
        As he was coming from this churchyard side.
 

FIRST WATCHMAN 
        A great suspicion: stay the friar too. 

       ( Enter the PRINCE and Attendants)
 

PRINCE
 
        What misadventure is so early up, 
         That calls our person from our morning's rest?
 

    Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, and others
 

CAPULET
 
         What should it be, that they so shriek abroad? 

LADY CAPULET
 
         The people in the street cry Romeo,
 
         Some Juliet, and some Paris; and all run,
 
         With open outcry toward our monument.
 

PRINCE
 
        What fear is this which startles in our ears?
 



FIRST WATCHMAN 
        Sovereign, here lies the County Paris slain; 
        Juliet gone, here lies a bottle, full of poison

PRINCE 
         Seal up the mouth of outrage for a while, 
         Till we can clear these ambiguities,
 
         And know their spring, their head, their
 
         true descent;
 
         And then will I be general of your woes,
 
         And lead you even to death: meantime forbear,
 
         And let mischance be slave to patience.
 
         Bring forth the parties of suspicion.
 

FRIAR LAWRENCE
 
         I am the greatest, able to do least,
 
        Yet most suspected, as the time and place
 
        Doth make against me of this direful murder;
 
        And here I stand, both to impeach and purge
 
        Myself condemned and myself excused.
 

PRINCE
 
         Then say at once what thou dost know in this.

FRIAR LAWRENCE
There thou can’t see, the sweet flesh of Juliet for she’s  alive, looking like dead for the potion she herself drank.
Romeo, in the other hand, was there to commit murder to his body to be with his wife in eternity, but delay’d because of Juliet.
They both flee to live a better life, undisturbed since their families were feuding, afraid to know the truth upon their secret marriage.
I married them; and their stol'n marriage-day 
Was Tybalt's dooms-day, whose untimely death 
 Banish'd the new-made bridegroom from the city, 
 For whom, and not for Tybalt, Juliet pined.
 
 You, to remove that siege of grief from her,
 
 Betroth'd and would have married her perforce
 
 To County Paris: then comes she to me,
 
 And, with wild looks, bid me devise some mean
 
 To rid her from this second marriage,
 
 Or in my cell there would she kill herself.
 
 Then gave I her, so tutor'd by my art,
 
 A sleeping potion; which so took effect
 
 As I intended, for it wrought on her
 
 The form of death: meantime I writ to Romeo,
 
 That he should hither come as this dire night,
 
 To help to take her from her borrow'd grave,
 
 Being the time the potion's force should cease.
 
 But he which bore my letter, Friar John,
 
 Was stay'd by accident, and yesternight
 
 Return'd my letter back. Then all alone
 
 At the prefixed hour of her waking,
 
 Came I to take her from her kindred's vault;
 
 Meaning to keep her closely at my cell,
 
 Till I conveniently could send to Romeo:
And I came there at the tomb, there is Romeo, alive with Juliet, then flees for their lives and love.


CAPULET
Oh brother Montague, for the sake of our children, let’s live their love for them for sometime they will come back. For the sake of our children, let us stop our feuds. I was wrong…

MONTAGUE
Brother, stop saying thou are wrong for the both of us, thy made a fault. But bear, as God knows, they’ll return someday, and accept their marriage, as husband and wife.
Blessed be thy body of Paris, and thank for loving your daughter.

PRINCE
        Very well, thou families end their feud,
Servants, look for the couple, for they’re welcome to the kingdom of Verona, let them know the agreement of their family.
Exeunt