THUS I'M ASKED TO PRAY.
You want to pray, go in your room
and close your door to be with Whom
your mind and heart trust and adore
and you both love to sit alone.

You get so glad as you can feel
your heart will be with that great Lord,
Who's made all people dear to Him
and He exists in every soul.

You speak with Him, which is your bliss
as what He says is complete charm.
His calming words give you great cheer
that makes you live your care free life.

Your prayer gets your mighty wings
that lift you up to touch the clouds.
You feel how great it is to pray
but urging duties stop that glee.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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THE MAN YOU'LL CERTAINLY LOVE
I see in Christ a man so kind
and on the cross a thief observed,
"We've done a lot of shameful acts;
that man has none that calls for shame."

One of the thieves in despair said,
"If you're the Christ, why don't You save
Yourself and us from this harsh fate."
That's what a normal man would want.

Christ did not ask the Lord for help
to **** all those who caused Him pain.
If He'd been someone else, He would
have asked to **** those heartless foes.

He asked His Father with last breath
to forgive those who brought Him death
as they did not perceive their guilt.
That's how He shunned Himself self-blame.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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SACRIFICE AND SYMPATHY
He was the Man who gained the souls
in every aspect of His life.
His foes were bigots and they wished
to **** Him and to please their God.

When Christ revived the dead, all felt
their greatest grief was changed to glee,
and people would attach to Him;
He should be killed with those who raised.

He did not fear what would occur
and cured the blind an raised the dead.
He loved to dry the tears and cool
the burning hearts that needed rest.

He knew the cross would wait for Him.
He kissed it as it cheered who wept.
Where are we from that sublime Man
Who died so that He would bring joy.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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ONE WORD OF TRUE DESIRE
On His right, the thief was hopeless,
but his faith in Christ was perfect.
He was stunned when earthquakes happened
and the clouds poured down their buckets.

He repented his corruption,
and he said, "My Lord forgive me
and accept me in Your heaven.
You're the Lord, Whom l believe in."

Jesus said, "You'll have your comfort
in the upper land of calmness.
Passion showed your good behaviour.
Your desire cleans your evil."

Having shown your full intention
to be one of my believers
is enough for your acquital
and accepting your repentance.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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REAL STRENGTH IS LENIENT.
Strength, you are a sublime feeling
that surprises thoughtful people.
When a person is so brawny,
he will have the kindest nature.

Power makes a giant pity
weakest creatures and forgive them.
He will cry despite his power
as revenge for him is painful.

Nothing makes the strongest heroes
surrender except their passion.
They will fear their severe sorrow
to endow them lots of torment.

When the hit is truly hurting,
you should know that its performer
is a weakling and a coward
and he strikes for his survival.
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WORK IS THE FATHER OF JOY.
What gives the cheerfulness of heart
except you, work, that my strength dare,
on that most thoughtful and dear verse
that could steal all my greatest care.

I started writing day and night,
but none of value could appear,
yet l was certain that my work
would give results my heart would cheer.

My labour was not gauged by wealth
but by expecting a surprise.
It was too late, but l was sure
that something would abruptly rise.

No jewels would confer a sign
but work would make me shun wrong deeds.
I kept on working, now l find
a sort of joy my feeling needs.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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ONLY THERE?
Where are those people whom l love,
who made my life so full of joy?
I looked for them in their past sites
but could not find them sitting there.

They were so kind to us as kids
and gave us then what could us please.
Despite all that they were so cruel
when they departed leaving all.

I loved to sit with their dear friends
to hear the stories that could well
the tears that made me feel ashamed
but pleased my heart that urged for more.

I asked those friends where l could look
to have reminders of those dears.
They said nowhere except your heart
whose tears will give you great delight.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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