WITH DEATH, LIFE IS PUNISHMENT.
What is the use of being born
if you don't stay alive for good?
The stars live long, yet they will pass.
The thought of death will wreck their lives.

The Lord has trampled that who holds
a sickle and looks like bare bones.
Where is the gain that stars live long
since if time flies, they will lose light?

My heart is with who's vanquished death
as what is good should have no flaws.
No man would like to be alive
if all will turn to useless earth.

How great is Christ, the mighty Son,
Who's stripped death of its fearful strength
to give mankind an endless life
to live the joy that has no end.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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HUMBLENESS, THE QUIET VIRTUE
Who am l to think l'm better
than the others who are normal?
Do l ken a bit more knowledge
or l fake l have this honour?

Those who are distinguished people
have no time to waste on nonsense.
They invest their time in labour
as they want to use their talents.

Don't be haughty, bell, as you know
Your inside is wholly empty.
Bullion can't fulfill your purpose
as its value is so heavy.

Help me, Lord, to be quite humble.
Bells have nothing save their shouting.
Greatest men employ their silence;
when they talk, all run to listen.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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BUT I WILL RETURN.
What are you, thoughts,
but like what can be brought
by gazing eyes that look
at smoke that comes from frankincense
to charm my eyes
and fill my heart with piety?

I inhale some of your
entwining curves that rise
to Whom they are addressed
and l can live with Him in His high lodge.

It's easy for them to lift me.
At times, they might be strong
and take me far too high
to spheres which are so sweet.
But l should keep in mind
I will return
and find myself in that old world
which is so rife with plots and nasty schemes.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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MIND, SIN, AND THE DEVILS
They allure him into what will be
an obscene act that will seem so nice,
and don't show him how it will appear
till it is committed as a sin.

He's indulged in what they've shown to him
as a light so bright and full of taste.
His bedazzled eyes don't see the truth
which will appear when his act's been done.

Then he starts to blame himself so hard,
sorry for the dirt he's caused to her,
but no come back then can be restored
and that causes him the loss of joy.

Devils then will crowd around his mind.
He can see them laugh and giggle loud.
What he's caused her will make her so mean
as no home is made to save their world.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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NO SPACE FOR DOUBT
What's the use of earning lots
of the precious gold and coins?
Then, you leave them and descend
where all will be changed to earth.

What's the profit to become
one of those who rules the world?
Then you leave your great empire
and alight inside your grave.

What's the gain if you are loved
by the women of your town
and they cry for your sad fate,
but the coming is that hole?

Give me, Lord, the hope of life
with my Father and great Lord,
making life and afterlife
great delight with that great end.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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HOW GLAD THEY MUST BE!
I was enraptured by a song
sung by a chanter of years passed.
I thought about that who performed
if he'd fulfilled his task in life.

The song was praising serious love
that was of pure and sincere sense.
I felt elated by his words
that moved good feelings in my heart.

I felt so glad for this clean man
who sang something of useful aims.
He praised his Lord for His good world
and now, he should be well content.

How pleased are those who achieved what
was great and useful for mankind.
They lived so active useful years
and now, they're glad about past deeds.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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