WHAT IS THE PURPOSE?
Why are we on this most careless earth,
where each man looks for his own welfare?
We are left to face this ruthless world.
What can be the purpose of this trip?

Why do parents bring their kids to life
if it is a lot of work and care?
Do they have them as a helping hand
or avenge themselves on others' deeds?

There must be a purpose for their act?
What can that obscure objective be?
If there is no end that can please man,
what can be the aim of parents' roles?
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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MY  PEERLESS  FRIEND
My distinguished Lord is such a Friend,
Who can dress my world in a sweet hue.
When l think of Him, my world will smile
even if my eyes are streaming tears.

Now and then, l may feel scared and lost
like a sailor on his straying boat
in the middle of a raging sea.
When l recall Him, l see my shore.

He bestows me trust l never have.
Fear of life becomes a purring cat.
Where can l encounter such a Friend.
If on other planets, l'll go there.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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A FOETUS' COMPLAINT
I thought the womb would be the safest place,
and l would be so pleased with my dear mum.
I did not know that fathers would conspire
with mothers to commit such a grave crime.

The doctor with the nurses dressed in white
as angels of white mercy joined the two.
Could you believe that mothers shared the plot
while l imagined mothers loved their babes.

The doctor with his group cut my soft flesh.
What had l done to suffer such a fate?
I was not stunned by doctors and their groups,
but by my parents who killed their own child.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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FATHER AND SON
Lord, l know what Your heart felt ere it was speared
when You said all had been done, and You were pleased.
It was not an easy way for You to walk
as You said,"Why did You leave Your anguished Son?"

The severe pain You had felt was great and harsh,
but Your joy was much greater than all Your pain.
You had fulfilled the hard way and You were sure
that Your Father looked at You with tears in eyes.

His distressed face could convey a lot to You.
He was pleased with what You'd done to obey Him.
He desired to tell You,"My Son l would
take Your place in all what You have gone through."
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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HOW I PRAY
When l pray, l want to feel the thoughts
that l say are what the Lord would hear.
Words should come directly from my heart,
where God lives and knows all that l feel.

I request the pleas that give me rest
that transport my soul to obscure joy.
I perceive that l have gained something
which l fear to lose, so l conceal.

When l go to work, l feel so light.
I can fly like birds though my job's hard.
I conceive l have a wealth so vast
though my jacket's old and full of darns.
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FASTING
The Lord with cross on back will walk His way
of passion which will yield great wounds and death,
and we will fast to share His pain and grief,
awaiting His sunrise to give us mirth.

The dawn of life is short and will soon pass.
The sun that gives the hues to ladies cheeks
will grow to be a sun that burns the dunes
and meet its gloom at dusk with crying eyes.

Where is your light, kind dawn, and life is full
of grudges which the Lord will pass along,
but Jesus will survive and leave His grave
as we will end the fast and cheer with songs.

Cold death, you'll meet your end and fasting will
bestow us happy sense that fills the hearts
when Jesus rises and His boundless dawn
assures us that His endless life survives.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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IT IS NOT EASY TO HAVE FAITH.
Faith, they think you are a piece of cake.
They don't know that you are hard to reach.
You require lots of thoughts and depth.
Only active minds your sphere can reach.

They imagine faith is weakness' fruit.
Only sluggish persons savour it.
They don't know that only clever saints
can that lofty jubilee attain.

How can man neglect his wealth and fame
so that he can live a state so high?
It's not easy to believe in Christ
if you don't feel the price of His love.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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