PEOPLE OF LITTLE CARE
The truth of life asks man to strain
to grasp its words which are too blurred.
Though man is prompt to waste his time,
he gives it just a little while.

Where are the clouds that passed the sky
in previous years and left no marks?
Did they deserve to photograph
and keep their shapes in weeping eyes?

Are people passing just like them
at times they're tinted by the sun,
but often left to get too dark
and make the earth's noon like night?

Does not the truth of life deserve
to be more cared for by  the clouds
to find in it a better way
and make dry land have wetter days?
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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THE WISE CHOICE
Mary, you're a sublime woman.
Your sacrifice is not little.
You've agreed to be a mother
through a miracle from heaven.

Life is full of doubtful people,
but your faith has endless power
that can see the divine matters
and not care about the human.

What can people give a person
save what can assure his presence
on the earth which is a period
that elapses just like seconds?

You have chosen what has made you
lead all mankind to require
inner comfort which is endless
and escape from boundless torture.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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CHRISTMAS
So great is life to have such God,
Who's all the goodness when it's full.
He is the supreme of what's good,
what is quite perfect and sublime.

We lack perfection on the earth
and always ask to meet with it
to give us power and delight.
He showed Himself to us as man.

We've felt surprised just from the start,
at His birth, early life and mind.
His love astonished who saw Him
present His blood and heart as food.

How don't we celebrate the birth
of that ideal love Who died
to save who killed Him while He smiled
as He loves us to be all saved?
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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HIS WAY IS TOO HARD.
How can you read about His deeds
and stay quite neutral in your love?
He had great passion on the weak
and saved them from the senseless hearts.

He saved Magdalene from the stones;
they'd have no pity on her head.
They moved like insects in their hands
to bleed her skin and that of Christ.

He was not frightened by their flint.
Can l behave just as He did
or hurry to hide in my house
and think of self a saint in creeds?

He loved us much and wept man's fate.
We dressed Him with a crown of thorns.
He said, " Forgive them," and we said,
" We got rid of whose way is hard."
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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DEARER THAN SELF
How can man begin true love
if he knows that he will die?
He's involved in deepest sense
which controls his tender heart.

How can one connect himself
with a person and then goes,
leaving her and going far
with no hope to meet again?

Man is soft and can't depart
neglecting whom he adores.
There's no meaning for his life
if he starts but can't remain.

Love exists to stay alive,
or it burns where it resides.
Only heaven makes us sure
man won't suffer after death.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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ARE PEOPLE EQUAL?
Where are the people who see life
is full of charm that's crime to waste?
There is something hidden somewhere
that makes a person satisfied.

But where is that most obscure gem
and how can we advance to it?
So few can know. It's well concealed,
but it will cheer who finds that wealth.

The jewel's your effect on men,
and making them so pleased with selves.
Look for this target that quite few
can find and practise on mankind.

A lot of people are humane;
they can achieve what makes them stars.
Be that who've helped them; God tells you,
"You are great, son; l'll give you more."
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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THEY AREN'T INFERIOR.
The days that passed attract our sighs.
They bring some tears that fill our eyes.
The folk who lived in those past days
were great at what they used to say.

They were so perfect in their deeds,
so full of wisdom and of wit.
They were so kind and full of might
and able to create that past.

We speak for long about their acts
as we have missed their lovely sight.
We don't compare with open mind
them with those who are living now.

Why don't we look at who are near
and see their goodness and their charm.
They are so great but have one fault:
they are quite close and still nearby.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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