YOUR WORD CAN BE MY GUIDE.
I am not writing just to gain.
the honour that l have the brain
that can indite some rhythmic lines
that you will like and praise my name.

I know you have the head that thinks.
You go along the way l pass.
It's full of hardships and complaints.
Just look at your most recent lines.

I like to join your aims with mine
and read a word from your smart mind.
You are supposed to have some thoughts.
I will be pleased if lots are wise.

I don't compete with you to chant
what can produce a better lay.
I look at what you write to find
what makes me have a content heart.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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DOES GOD SEND TO ETERNAL FIRE?
That who loves will get so feeble
though he is a mighty giant.
Those he loves might be mere weaklings.
They're for him the strongest power.

Mothers never hurt their babies
even if they cause them torments.
They endure their treatment gladly,
and they can't disturb their rapture.

Christ, Who is sublime perfection,
came to sacrifice His passion
to confer on little enfants
greatest joy to heal their torture.

He endured their spite and hatred
and did not request reprisal.
He just asked for full forgiveness
as they did not know their purpose.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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HELP TO BE HELPED!
People are opposed to people.
Don't they perceive their own failure?
All of them are poorest creatures.
Each can see how much he suffers.

They advance from snags to harder
frightened by their horried voyage
weeping and expecting others
are successful, but are liars.

Help your brother; he's in trouble,
but you feel just what you go through.
Sympathize, and give him rescue.
All of us have just one Father.

Don't await his loss with laughter
or create a snare to trap him.
It's enough the hardship he has.
Stand with him, your Lord will help you.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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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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