TOO PRECIOUS TO BE LOST
What has occurred to those who follow You?
They're at a complete loss in their hard world.
We look at those who live where the sun sets.
They are enchanted by science and wealth.

We look at where you wanted to be born.
They have got very few, too weak to speak.
Their number can be counted on one hand
and they are leaving their homes and their land.

When l look at your book and how You lived,
I find You loved all men and died for them.
The love You taught us and led to Your cross
is mixed in our heads with puzzled thoughts.

Your love was like a jewel Your hands cut.
You'd made it from the earth and changed to rock.
I fear this matchless jewel will be lost
as it's so rare that nothing can compare.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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THE CHARM OF WEAKNESS
I saw my father walking in the street.
I viewed in him a person not so strong.
I loved him much, so much more than before
When l saw him the power of my home.

How dear a mother finds her new born babe,
so small and weak and he has none but her.
With extreme softness she gives him her breast
and with her milk she would offer her life.

What are you weakness, but a mighty spell
that makes a kitten have such great esteem?
One saves it and forgets to save himself
and feels quite satisfied despite his pain.

What makes you, mum, the first of those we love
except the weakness that your kids adore?
You mix it with the love that makes your house
turn round your sphere and leave that of great strength.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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DUTY AND LOVE
It's valiant when a mum faces her death
to see her babe quite safe cooing his thanks.
It's gallant when a man risks his own life
to save his son from being burnt alive.

What can we say when one defends a child
quite helpless in the hands of *** assault.
He knows that he may not escape quite safe,
but he would give his life as sacrifice.

I would bow down and kiss the feet of that
who can't see hopeless people stand alone.
Their distress makes him leave his urgent work
and help them till their smile finds its way back.

What shall l say about the Person Who
has come to save His foes before His friends?
He stood up for their cause, driven by love
till He was on the cross wept by His mum.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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THE MOTHER EARTH'S LESSON
You're whirling in the space of endless size.
How kind of you, dear earth, not to be free.
You're tied to our sun and other force
It's kind of them to grant you that safe course.

I love you, earth. You are my caring home
and mother that've  taught me a lot of things.
You've taught me to be kind and care for all
above all, to be wise and have a string.

When l imagine you're quite free to move,
I find you won't be fit for life and love.
No creatures can **** life from your dear *******
and no eyes in the sky to give you light.

You've taught me with your motherly wise care
not to be free but bound to something sure.
that will make my tied kite so nicely soar,
enjoying soft breeze which lifts it high.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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A NEW BORN BABE'S SUPPLICATION
A two day old girl raised her half closed eyes
to say a prayer of a tearful heart,
"I've seen my mother, but where is the man
whom l will call my dad to welcome me?"

Her crying mother said , "He's gone with her;
that woman took him from you and your mum.
He does not care for you, his new born babe
but cares for that young witch of charming eyes."

"My Lord l'm still too young and need dad's hands.
I curse that woman if l have the voice
that You can hear as You have special love
for those young babes who can't defend themselves.

"Soft handed nurse, l see that woman here.
She's come to stab my mum and silence me.
Please save my mother as l need her milk,
and her deep love to **** from her dear *******."
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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DESPAIR AND RETRIEVED HOPE
He came to us the Saviour and the Son
of that great  Lord, the Father in the sky.
He planted mighty hope that grew so fast,
but He left it and went, like other men.

That hope soon turned to grief and great despair.
His mother cried her Son, His men their Lord.
She beat her fear and stood beside the cross
but what could that bring her, but stifling throes.

Where was that Lord Who came to save mankind?
He broke His mother's and His poor men's hearts.
They placed Him in a grave; they were in tears.
Where were you, hope, to build heaven on land?

But Jesus has been raised and revived hope.
His mother has become the mum of all,
and those who followed Him the greatest saints.
Their joy has filled their world and our own.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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MAN'S DEEDS ARE HIS CROWN.
When you do your part, you'll feel so glad,
and you'll face your death with none to mind.
All the creatures will have such a call.
Mankind's not exempt from this rude role.

Man's supplied with such a weighty brain
which can make this loss a mighty gain.
He will work and sweat to crown his head
with what gives him life through what he's made.

Man has got the talents, each his own,
through which each can forge his worthy crown.
God would give each one what's for him best
to achieve what He'd from him request.

Pleased was Jesus when He faced His death.
Though too hard, its pain was its great wreath.
He was sure that He defeated it
as His Father's will He had fulfilled.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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