EPIPHANY
The Son came to the earth and approached Saint John
two millennia ago, but it seems like now.
God the Father announced He is His sole son
and the Ghost like a Dove showed the three in one.

We live that great event and recall that scene
and we know that the Lord is modest and meek.
He came from His high sky to a man like us
and asked him to baptise the God of all men.

Nothing can match the sight when Who raised the dead
came to John to ask him to give Him that rite.
When the Lord showed Himself as a humble man,
He gave proof that He is the Lord of the sky.

He made us, and He loves all the people all.
That is why He came here to save whom He loves.
All of us are the sheep of the Good Shepherd;
He cares for all of us as we are His herd.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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MYSELF FIRST
I reflect why brothers always look with eyes
of abhorrence at their kin though they all have
been engendered in one home by parents shared,
and they spent the greatest time under one roof.

People having the same post always compete;
teachers, lawyers always fight to reach the peak.
Children also see that post which always winks,
and the children read that wink and strive to it.

Selfishness, you are the jewel that all men
keep aspiring to attain ere they gain love.
Let me get my self-esteem, then what is left
I will remember my brothers as a gift.
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A FOETUS' COMPLAINT
I thought the womb would be the safest place,
and l would be so pleased with my dear mum.
I did not know that fathers would conspire
with mothers to commit such a grave crime.

The doctor with the nurses dressed in white
as angels of white mercy joined the two.
Could you believe that mothers shared the plot
while l imagined mothers loved their babes.

The doctor with his group cut my soft flesh.
What had l done to suffer such a fate?
I was not stunned by doctors and their groups,
but by my parents who killed their own child.
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WHY DON'T WE ?
We don't think that man is weak,
and he shies to ask or speak.
We think just of what we need,
ignoring the others' hope.

Clouds that roam the upper sky
mingle with the clouds nearby,
pushing this and dragging that
so that none of them will drop.

Stars so far are clear and bright,
winking to attract the sight.
Each would like to help the rest
and not miss one of the group.

Why don't we help those who grieve?
Little push will make them live
to enjoy their lives and laugh
and we all can reach the top.
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THE GOLDEN MISTAKE
Saint Peter, you are dear and grand.
I'm pleased because you have denied
the Lord and wept the hottest tears
as you could not that mistake bear.

But you believed in Jesus' love
that it would not blame but forgive.
You came back with much stronger zest
and showed more love than all the rest.

I was so hopeless when l, too,
through sin l behaved just like you.
Only your faith could give me hope
to dry my tears and my faults drop.
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YOU'RE MY HOPE AND LOVE.
A light has shone inside my heart.
I've loved it much and knelt to it
as it has given me a sight
I love to see that it exists.

It makes me think about the source
and feel so glad it's from the Lord.
His worth is high in my poor core
as He's become my only hope.

I've found Jesus in daily life
in those who suffer and keep quiet.
Despite all that they show their smile
lest those they love will be disturbed.

He's changed the earth's old attire
and dressed it with what is divine.
He's made His heaven start from here
to make us soothed with endless bliss.
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Part 2_ THEY CLEARED THEIR CONSCIENCE !

I had a girl, but did not want
To give her what they'd given me.
I kept her far from all my dirt.
At boarding schools, l set her free.

I missed her much but was afraid
My ***** hands would bring her shame
As shameful acts by touch could spread
And burn her heart with my own flame.

I saw myself through her so pure
And bequeathed her my house and wealth,
Which high class men would soon allure,
And we'd live pure life ere my death.

The sun of joy began to fill
My rainy sky, which had been dark.
I hoped with cheer that my life chill
Would for once show that rainbow arc.

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.
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WHERE'S THE JOY OF LOVE?
Love's not to exploit but give
what you have or even more
as your aim is to behold
whom you love is full of cheer.

Life for you will have one aim
not to live it for yourself
but to make that whom you love
see what's charming in it's folds.

Life gets hard for you to live.
Where is joy that love can grant?
There's no joy you chase for self
but for whom you fear their sighs.

Love is not a piece of sweet
that confers on you delight.
It's a burden causing pain
through it's harshness lurks your heights.
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BY GOD OR NATURE?
There is somthing inside man urging for love.
Does it start just by itself or that great Hand?
Do the poems that we read indite themselves
or the hands of poets build in them their rhymes?

Do the oceans and the seas, with lives in them
happen by sheer chance or made by skillful Hands?
Rocks and sand can't have been made just by themselves
as there is a sort of beauty in their art.

Creatures walking on the earth, male and female,
have the greatest love to those which pull their sight.
In this way, they have newborns to save their kinds
and keep them in constant state to stay alive.

I imagine that the Lord has placed in us
the emotions that we have as nature can't
make those feelings as its work depends on laws,
but the Lord depends on love as He is Love.
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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?
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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.
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THE TRUTH AND MAN'S VALUE
He stands so high and not afraid of his viewpoint.
The truth for him appears so dear, a precious stone.
He writes not fearing that his words will make him small
if he describes the others' verse as charming lines.

He looks so proud not fearing thoughts that bloom with facts.
The truth can give his face a tint of splendid shade.
He'll get a mind quite clear of all red-hot remorse,
not fearing that his praise will make him as a dwarf.

Full truth, you dress him in the cuirass of old knights
who fought to get bright justice placed on highest spires.
That may cost him the highest price or may strip him
of valued fame, but still the truth is worth his while.
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ONE, TO NO END
The jewel that she has is dear.
It is the brand of her pure heart.
God's placed that gift for her clean mate
to be the prize for his white acts.

She keeps that wealth intact and safe
for that man who deserves that gem.
The clean should catch hands with the pure
to plant their great love and it rear.

His help to keep her pure is more
than that her parents strain to give
as he will blend his soul with hers
and both will be one to no end.
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WHAT IS YOUR PRIORITY?
Where can you find what gives you peace
that makes your life so full of mirth?
Can it be *** that ends so fast,
and then you have to clean your filth?

Or is it money that gives you
the chance to buy all what you like?
But you can't have a tranquil heart
as death will sever you from luck.

Perhaps, you think high posts and fame
can make you sure your name will stay.
How can you feel you have all that
when you are changed into some clay?

But you can enjoy all of them
if you have faith in Jesus Christ.
Your talents are achieved so well,
and life on land is highly pricced.
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HATRED AND LOVE
What will their grudges offer them
except an ulcer in their gut
and make all people shun their way
as it brings them a hateful sight ?

How hateful it's to meet a man
whose purpose is to control you.
He has a trauma whose main cure
is to annoy all he can view.

The skyline is so sweet at dawn ;
the sun is mild ; its rays are warm.
Where are those people of such hearts
whose presence calms your raging storm ?
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A PART OF ME                   trochee
Past events, you came and went like yesterday,
but you left what l miss much and crave to see.
I was not so glad with all your past results,
but you are so dear and prized, a part of me.

I adore that person though he was so cruel.
Past events can blind themselves to all the harm
and invoke great love in me for acts and men,
Yielding what can bestow me the happy dream.

What is now but coming past of coming years?
Who are you, the man who spoils what l do now?
You will be so precious to my heart and soul,
why not love your deeds from now, and end my row?
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MAN ON EARTH
What is man but a chick that moves
so scared among the fiercest cats
whose hunger makes them seek a chance
to pierce their teeth in his thin throat.

He has no power save his heart
that looks for help from distant skies
which give him all means to escape
and change his squeaks to vultures' cries.

From that far sky he sees his hope
that comes from those most lovely stars
that twinkle like the saintly eyes
which send him power and supplies.

The Lord appears among the clouds
to tell him that He is so near
and ask him not to fear his foes
as man to his Lord is so dear.
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THE LOUD CALL
In my heart, l hear a call
which insists on me to trail
certain passion deep and strong
flowing sweetly in my veins.

That emotion started when
I was young, in my late teen.
Then l thought it was for girls
and their eyes with their blond curls.

Time then folded years but still
ancient sounds inside me squeal
for a kind of love so strange
which no change can it derange.

God's the Start and Love itself,
Who created man and life.
None can satiate what l crave
for except the Source of Love.
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WOMEN
A splendid place a woman has
inside my heart and in my soul.
You are the mother, daughter, wife.
You are who weaves us winter's wool.

You are the womb that gives men life,
whose role won't end with giving birth.
Men are the fathers all their lives.
You are the feeders, love , and mirth.

No honest man can see in you
his pastime as you are his mum.
He loves you and gives you his heart;
the wife and crown of his dear home.
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LOVE, THE ONLY CURE

We are on earth subject to cruelest harm
And live among the teeth of luck and health.
We work so hard in mines and on a farm
To supply honest living and small wealth.

Tell me about a man without much care,
Or lives with smiles on face coming from heart.
Who does not say if he were strong or fair
Or had a greater wealth that brings delight?

We work like slaves between the huge mill stones,
And seek a narrow path to shun blind death.
All work is done but none the flesh atones
As nothing can cure from fast time and death.

From work to toil, from age to death we move,
Aspiring to what worried hearts will soothe.
Nothing can save but deepest care and love,
That all life's gloom a merry dress can clothe.

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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?
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SENSE OF GUILT
Sense of guilt, how can you be
so unfair when you dispense
your hot embers to the hearts
as to some the share is scarce ?

Some can steal, and some can ****
with a cheerful face and heart
when their acts have passed unseen,
and no one has found their hilt

whereas some feel deep remorse
for defending their own rights,
and they cause someone to weep,
which induces sleepless nights.
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THE TWO MUST BE GREAT.
A person comes to life not of his will,
but forced by parents who entangle him.
Where is man's choice if from the start not asked,
but finds himself among his parents' hands?

This is his dawn and so is his dark set.
He may refuse to share in that weird trip.
Where is his freedom if from start to end
is pulled and pushed no hand he has in it?

I feel that God and parents can assure
the journey will suit man's frail flesh and soul.
The Lord and parents won't compel poor man
If his worlds are not fit and meet his choice.

He comes by force; his life must be so great.
Those who bring him must have all well prepared?
He's born on earth where home is well installed
and heaven is the throne of his great Lord.
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WHY DO I LOVE JESUS?
You may ask me why l have faith in Jesus Christ.
The answer is because He makes me live delight.
I've read a lot about all types of human beings,
but Jesus is unique. He loved who caused Him pain.

He saw in that who pierced His heart with pointed spear
a man who did not know what his right hand had done.
He forgave him and asked His Father to forgive.
When man just tastes this love, how can he throw it out?

His heart felt man with depth and cried his fear and pain
and sympathized with him in his mirth and and his gloom.
He makes me see all men through His most profound way,
which makes my life so full of mirth and joyful depth.
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WHAT CAN HE DO?
He was obliged to share as all his brothers were.
There were some people killed and some lost land and homes.
All that took place when he was still a mere, young child,
and heard a story that his parents don't admit.

Now, he's supposed to swear to prove a new lawsuit.
He knows it is not true, but he can't contradict.
His father, uncles, aunts will be gravely condemned.
He should swear on what's wrong or lose those who are dear.

His conscience is so stunned, and sharp teeth start to bite
his tired mind that weeps and asks refuge through death
ere that most horrid day will request him to swear
and bring him fearful pain or loss of those so dear.
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THE PALSIED CHILD
A child fell down beside and looked upward at me.
He had a covered eye that had some surgery.
He looked so scared as if to ask, "Have l done wrong?"
He had a palsied face and defects from his birth.

He was about three years, quite thin and with no charm,
but fear was so apparent on his childish face.
I smiled, looked down and said some reassuring words.
He went on with his frown as if he knew his life.

His mother came, and l went on along my way.
For him, l felt so sad and had a sharp heartbreak.
The strongest people feel not sure how to face life.
What will he do? I asked myself with tearful eyes.
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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.
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THE HAPPY JOURNEY
It is luck to be created,
to be born as a new creature.
You come to this world from nothing
where you're treated like a pupil.

You behold yourself on the earth,
one of many who are like you.
You see how they come and depart,
no choice, but they have to accept.

You would like to stick to this world,
but a better one is starting.
You will go to your Creator,
where eternal life is waiting.
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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.
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GOD'S  ALTRUISM
God is gentle, God is mercy.
Love for Him has not a limit.
He considers us His children.
If you are a father, fancy.

He is kinder than all creatures.
Tears were twinkling as Jesus showed
when some people died or suffered
and He does when children still do.

He directs the hands and feelings,
getting sad when we don't listen.
He resorts to tender mothers,
asking for gentle assistance.

Man imagines parents' conduct
is much softer than God's kindness,
but He does not care for all that
as His aim is love among us.
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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.
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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.
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SMILE ALL THE TIME.
You feel dejected! Why? You've failed a test?
What does that mean, compared with loss of life?
As long as you have breath that moves and heaves,
let all the people hear your loudest laugh.

You've failed a test! You can that class repeat.
Perhaps, a new colleague will bring you luck.
The earth is turning round. That makes life great.
The problem is to stop and bring you wreck.

Let your most grateful smile thank God for life
as when you are alive, you'll mend the wrong
however big it is, you can correct.
If not set right, cheer up if you are strong.

The Lord wants you to have great trust in Him.
He can create the good from what seems bad.
Not all His ways are shown and made so clear.
Just place your trust in Him. He is your Dad.
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THE WISER ARE RESPONSIBLE.
Women are equal to men in everything.
Even they are wiser than some stupid men.
As they are weaker in flesh, they count on mind,
which bestows on them a post of high esteem.

One of their superior traits is that they can
reproduce the human kind, which men cannot.
They give power to their home, higher than that
which a man  can give through his conceited work.

Countries depend on their kids to build their strength,
and to stop the other nations to control
and to change their laws to fit their stupid mind,
swerving them to servile men to reach their goals.

This will make the nations weak and not advanced.
Then the power will return to the strong flesh.
Nations will go backward if women don't give
new, wise men to home and if they waste their time.
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LOVE AND SELF RESPECT
When you love, you wash feet and get servile.
You don't care if you lose your self respect.
Which is much dearer to your heart and soul,
your self esteem or keeping him quite safe?

Let me one thousand times wash your dear feet
and not see you for seconds in distress.
My heart and soul are tied to those gold rays
that your eyes send to enslave my poor soul.

I am a bunch of love which finds its dew
in your sweet smile that frees my mind from care.
If you accept my hands to wash your feet,
I feel you dwell so safely in my view.
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POETIC  LICENCE
Verse, you have your rhythmic beats,
that oblige all those who write
to ignore a little rule,
poetic licence to have .

Lots l read  to bards laureate,
and discover some mistakes.
Can we strip them of their crowns ,
or just look at their great lines ?

I have taken them as guides
who can direct my shy pen ,
and l try to see their flame
that can light my obscure way .

Verse, you are the brilliant thoughts
that can shed light on dark lanes .
You can kindle tapered wax
that reveals insights on earth .
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HONOURED LOVE
When love is true you can't keep it away from heart.
It gets the tune that gives a lot of joy to life.
You find yourself required to see it grow and bloom
and make the earth a step to build an endless life.

You do all what you can to see your dear rejoice.
You pray for dawn to be so gentle in its morn,
to touch your dear with rays that make her love her days
and see her life so sweet, so full of great delight.

At dusk and after that, you turn the moon so bright
so that her way gets clear and she likes her night-walk.
Her sleep will get so cool with none to peep at her
save that high-hanging lamp that brings her happy sights.

No *** can be true love in value and esteem
except when man can build what can remain and last.
Disgust and dirt can bring what soon will pass away.
What can remain is what the lasting souls construct.
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WHERE MAN LIVES !
Where are we in this endless space ?
Where is the start ? Where is its end?
If our sun is so far off ,
and millions like it are strewn off ,
What can we guess about this space ?
Where are its depth and its extent ?

What can man be ? A creeping ant ?
I would love like that ant to be .
It may find itself in a field .
The field has limits it can see ,
and after all it has no mind ;
no more than that ants wish to find.

It is hard for man to look up
and see the space that extends far
with supposed east and supposed west ,
but none can know where they exist .
How much l pity you poor man
and wish you have the brain of ants .
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A MESSAGE FROM HEAVEN
When l sat to read a book,
glad l was to choose that one.
It was what  my heart desired;
all the others it would shun.

As l opened it, l saw
some words written by a friend.
Leaving us, he went so far
where the living can't be found.

Looking at what he had scrawled,
I was overcome by tears.
What he wrote was his friendship
would forever have strong ties.

I reflected on his words,
which presented me a gift
that an angel brought to me,
coming from the land of height.
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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.
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THE DIVINE MENTOR               Anapest
Only You were quite free from all sins.
You were pure all Your life, that was hard.
You perceived women through their own needs
not through Your selfish wants from the world.

Your own likes were not felt in Your heart,
which was filled with the poor and Your help.
You forgot all Your taste of good life
and just gave what can prop their upkeep.

You could say a few words to shun death,
but Your life was a style for poor men.
Through Your cross You could save man from woe,
and You showed how the cross could bring gain.
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HAVE YOU THOUGHT ABOUT THIS?
What can this trip be for a man?
Is it an act life can't repeat?
By chance you came. How can those two
who brought you here bring you again?

You're on the earth, a passer-by.
What is the purpose of being here?
Can you delay your little stay?
What is the force that takes away?

Men come and go from where to where
and feel they have to achieve works
that leave a trace or they depart
as if they have not come and left.

What is this life if all the crowd
arrive and leave with no hope found?
Are we to pass and disappear
where no eyes see or ear can hear?
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MAN AND GOD'S GIFTS
When God unfurled His wealth on people's hands,
each took his portion, looking at his kin.
He thought that God was frugal when He gave
his pittance but was lavish with the rest.

God placed His hand on morals and their tome.
He dispersed them on people, deeming needs.
Each took his morals and thought that the Lord
gave him much more than all the other souls.

God came to strength and beauty in their trunks
and hurled in excess on the kids of man.
Each scowled and said, "What would You lose if You
gave me much more of these free gifts of Yours?"

But when God put His hand in that deep pail,
and distributed minds to those around.
Each grasped his mind and did not have a keek
at others' minds lest God would change his view.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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WHERE ARE WE HEADING FOR?
How can a person plan behind
another one who quite ignores
the dirt of his conspiracy
to cause him wounds and great distress?

Great honour started when man loved
who hated him and planned his harm
as he would wish to shun remorse,
which was hell fire felt in hearts.

Then, foes were used to being supplied
with equal swords, no hidden blades.
It was disgrace to fight a man
who's not equipped with equal shields.

But now, it is the greatest shame
to clash with one on equal terms,
without a plot to steal his arms
ere you intend to start the fight.
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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WAS THAT FAIR?
A little bird looked at a hawk
whose high respect filled all the sky.
She liked the power that he showed
and hoped to have the force he owned.

The hawk could do all what he liked.
He killed small birds and had good time.
He had *** far from his own nest
where by his wife he'd not be chased.

The little bird stayed near her house.
She saw a male bird near to her.
She had an ******* with him
not for enjoyment but morale.

Her male saw her and got enraged,
and he at once divorced his wife.
She thought that those who were not strong.
Should keep away from what was wrong.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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CHRISTMAS
In Your creche, l find Your target
of the love the world would neglect.
People live in their high tower
and the Lord's in His stone bower.

People are pleased with their gaining
through corruption and misdealing.
Power of the flesh is haughty
and it builds on boasts and cruelty.

Lord, on hay and in your cradle
like a lamb, You are so feeble
Lying meekly in a manner
when observed, the mighty cower.

In Your mildness, there is glory
telling us Your greatness' story.
It reveals and shows Your purpose:
the sublime love's found in weakness.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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THE EXPELLED DAUGHTER
Man, my grief is greater than your raging wrath.
You've expelled your daughter who requires help.
What are fathers but refuge for those they force
to this world where none can be an easy step ?

Life's become so hard and sad for you and her.
You replace your tender love when she was near
with such anger that can rot your wrathful heart
and destroy the thrill she felt when you said "Dear".

When l see you're struggling hard to convince us,
I conceive how wrath can change great love to hate.
My sad heart palpitates hard and sheds some tears
for the time that you will spend with great regret.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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SOUL, BUT ALSO BODY
The saints obtained the grace that made
their souls so filled with holy faith
to live a life quite full of rest
and shining moons to fill their nights.

They were so cheerful as they lived
some bliss that they would find above.
They got sure that life would not end
and they would move from joy to grace.

That made them glad, but had a price.
that would depend on their steel force.
Could they accept to die so soon
on hurting cross or in hot oil?

That would depend on earthly strength.
Did they have what the Lord had owned.
He held His cross, but could they hold
a painful death in boiling oil?

That would count on what they could bear
with their flesh muscles and their will.
If they'd been weak, they would have failed
as faith would fail for lack of might.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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