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 *******."
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LET'S  ENDEAVOUR.
When our pen intends to write, let's seek the truth.
It's a call for you and all who read this verse.
Life is short and we have problems quite unsolved.
Why do we deplete the time on trivial themes?

If your heart is burning down, you don't sip tea.
How can poets rhyme their whims while fear is near?
Let's discuss the fire that burns deep in hearts
and conceive the gist of fear ere rhyming trash.

What is man on earth but just a little being
facing problems from the start till his near end?
Great is he whose warning can save other ants
ere the foot of giant vice can end their roles.
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A CITY REVISITED
That city was my most admired one
when l saw there my uncle and his son,
and my aunt was so kind to cook her meal.
It was her pleasure with her guests to deal.

All those nice people loved me as a child
and formed the city where l would abide.
I went last year to find their homes were closed.
I felt it was not any more my world.

What are you, places, but what people make.
A city void of kin will cause me ache.
You can send me to the deserted moon
with whom l love and they make it Eden.
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LOVE TOUCHES EVERYTHING.
I feel that love is spread round me
in every object l can see.
I see it in the trees around.
I feel it in the table wood.

Each one tells me a story that
to my old past it can relate.
I saw the trees when a sky bird
on branches green came down to land.

I saw the table when my friends
sat round it and outstretched their hands.
They ate with love that in me crept
to make the table permanent.
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SELFISHNESS
I'm sorry for the west to have
this rapid fall into its death.
It had great nations which could rule
the world from furthest east to west.

They were the leaders who could build
the knowledge that advanced the world.
They gave inventions that could stun
the nations of dark ignorance.

All that is caused because their men
have wished to have the *** they need
without protection to their girls
who need safe homes to live and breed.

Corruption has replaced deep faith.
Their people are in full decrease.
Their youths are coming from abroad
to bring with them Europe's downfall.
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THE PRODUCTS OF SELFISHNESS
Scattered on the earth but you are
brothers born just from one couple,
who were parents and you're kinsfolk,
who have hatred you can't control.

What can fill the hearts with rancour,
breeding lots of of Cains and Abels?
Some are killed and some are roaming
losing calmness, changed to remorse.

Countries are hostile to neighbours.
Each is building strongest borders.
Why do races split the planet
each endeavours to be stronger?

All that occurs when man's conscience
is replaced by selfish mentors.
They can make man hate his brothers,
placing weapons between nations.
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JESUS' LOVE TO MANKIND
You are so soft and full of deep concern.
You can do all, destroy or build the world.
You built it, and then shaped Adam and Eve,
in perfect form and loved them like your kids.

Your love to them was great, which made you take
the shape of man, and come to earth as one.
Then Your most sublime soul abode inside
their hearts to turn them pure and more humane.

You showed mankind the love that none's revealed.
You've built a bridge that leads man to Eden.
When l behold your face inside my being,
I strum my harp to play the angels' song.
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TOO  FAST
How can you convince a man
that this life has got a sense ?
Don't you see how the past went,
taking those whom we knew well ?

Every morn's daily routine
forms the tedious waste of time.
When it's done, the sun's fast steed
will be neighing loud at dusk.

We intend to mark the day
to produce a distinct one.
We behold the sun is up,
announcing the coming dawn.
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FLINT OR FLESH
When a man's oppressive and too hard,
I abhor with such a man to stand.
I detest who says the final word;
then, no other word from him is heard.

Men of right and wrong, where is your heart?
It's in self respect, the kin of hate.
Where are those tears which can harshness cool?
Are they submerged by the greatness' drool?

Great is that whose heart is white like snow,
which the rays of love its anger thaw,
and transmute to water that can wash
all the sorry hearts that flint would crash.
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CAN LOVE BE ANSWERED BY DUTY?
You are my freedom from myself.
You want me free and void of care
as when l seek to keep the laws,
I won't be of Your light aware.

Your precious rays inside my heart
will clarify Your precious love.
How can't l see myself so grand?
You've died for me my life to save.

Few mums and dads can do Your deed.
They get so great in books and tales.
Deep love can bear all kinds of pain
so that the loved one never fails.

You've shown me, Christ, the place l have
in Your soft heart and You're my God.
My answer can't come through the rules,
but love with love must be exchanged.
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IF YOU CAN'T COMPETE, ****!
People don't accept Who is so kind
and loves all the persons, good and bad.
He has power, but He can't apply
as He pities all, the weak and shy.

He declared His kingdom is not here,
but it is above the atmosphere.
He could **** all those who caused His death,
asking forgiveness for them and health.

How could such a Man live among men
who could commit crimes, and who could sin?
They beheld themselves to be too small
and could never reach His soaring goal.

Nothing can be done with such a Man
except to **** Him and save His clan
from dishonour that can demean them
as they cannot reach such a high aim.
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BUT DON'T WORRY.
Little flower in the garden,
you have charmed me with your splendour.
Sweet's the smell which is around you,
given by your splendid odour.

Getting near you makes me wonder
why is life so harsh on livers.
Now, your youth is proud and haughty.
Have you thought about the coming?

Happy flower, do not ponder
on what goes on in my silence
as you cannot change your future
which is imposed on all creatures.

You are happy with the present.
Enjoy it and do not worry.
That, Who gives you all these wonders,
surely tucks away what's better.
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A STONE IN THE WALL
What's the gain when you defeat a man,
or can prove you are the better one?
Lots of people live on this wide land.
Now, you are supreme; will it last long?

Don't care who is better or much worse.
Care for doing what you think can show
something of the truth which when you see,
you will say that's what l'm proud to be.

You will put a stone in that high wall
which when others see, they'll gain a lot.
They will see the gist that shows how life
can be better for mankind to live.
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DO YOU ENJOY LIFE?
Go and eat your cake; the gallows lies in wait.
Can you feel the sweet its sugar will create
or your mind is in what will happen to greet
your most frightened neck that hates to live this trick?

Can the span on earth endow you what is worth
to endure what comes, the scary death and gloom?
What can life be with all its joy and nice days,
but that piece of cake ere your gallows you take?

I dislike the joy that life offers to cloy
the penurious men that to live they would yearn.
Keep your cake, cruel time_ its sweetness is like slime
and assure man's soul it lives to  no control.
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BEAUTY AND TIME
I live great love that simmers in my heart.
It aches sometimes as it becomes too hot
as beauty changes fast just like a rose
that prides itself on what so soon it throws.

You are created thus to gain deep love.
Who can see such a rose and does not crave
to smell its perfume when a breeze drifts past,
all except time that speeds to sweep it fast?

In heart, you live for long but not in bloom.
Do you exist fast time to bring man gloom?
All beauty has a charm, we love a lot.
This charm is felt much more when it is short.
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I  ENVY  THEM.
I reflect how people can in life neglect
serious matters that they face on their own ways,
matters that can fluctuate their mood and mirth
and can change their joy from darkness to bright rays.

They may ponder what they eat or where they go,
if their organs can have *** or they get frail,
but they don't reflect on what will happen when
they get old or where their soul will set its sail.

I'm not speaking about faith for its own sake.
I'm just thinking how faith can give mirth to man.
After living for sometime like human beings,
can we turn to senseless earth with all our clan?
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THE PREACHER
I thought myself a genius who knew all
from men's demeanour to good verse to write.
I blamed my kin for their misconduct here
and neighbours' acts for clear cowardice there.

I started to imagine l am great
till once my mind recalled my humble past.
I thought about my life and what l did;
I found myself much worse than those l preached.

I hid myself inside a garret where
I wept to clean my past, that was inane.
It was too stupid that to make amends
I set out to instruct for recompense.
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MERITS PROVE THEMSELVES.
Power does not need pretence.
It's a grace a person has.
No one needs to show it off.
It's not urgent to announce.

Who can rob a little rose
of its fragrant nice smell.
It will die and drop its leaves,
but its smell won't say farewell.

Lion, though you are too old,
foxes can't approach your den.
Lions keep their names as kings.
Foxes near their dens aren't seen.

Keep your splendour, jasmine tree.
Greet the sun at rise and set.
Nothing can possess your sight;
your fragrance by all is smelt.
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LESSONS CAN'T BE FORGOTTEN
Some events were great surprises
that could print on mind some pictures.
Seen so clearly and so wisely,
time cannot disturb their features.

Once, l had a friend quite boasting.
He supposed he was a genius,
and he claimed he taught his classmates
how to reach  the highest levels.

Sitting near me in an exam,
he pretended to have knowledge.
I beheld his answers differed;
changing mine, l wrote his jewels.

When we went home, l discovered
mine had been the correct answers.
Laughing, l said, "lt's a lesson
that l will not ever forget."
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THE PRESENT WITH IF
Enjoy the present; never deem the past
to be upbeat or full of pleasant scenes.
Don't think of coming time; it's not your own.
You possess none except the present time.

Rejoice when you are in good health and mind.
They let you feel the pleasure in your hand.
prepare a drink, and enjoy every sip.
You can't be sure if you will reach the dregs.

I love you present as you are my chance
to read, to write, to indite, and to muse.
You are the only joy that life can give
if in man's heart, there is the soul of God.
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YOU CARRIED ME FAR, GOLD-FINCH.
I try to catch the song that a finch sings.
I find its wavy sound in my heart rings,
but my ears are too weak to seize the tune
and to my dearest poems to attune.

I see you perching on a twig too frail.
I find it like my words that try to nail
your tune and that rainbow that stins the sky
and spans between your tree and clouds that cry.

You make me know how tethered are my hands
when compared with my soul whose flight expands
between the earth, the sea and endless space,
starting from my small room and tiny house.
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THEY WEEP INSIDE THE CHEERS.
My heart is with the poor and crying eyes
that shed their tears as they are lonely thrown
inside their pit of woe while all around,
the rich are dancing in their pubs and homes.

I bring them to my mind with their deep pit
of hunger that keeps them awake all night.
They writhe from side to side after midnight
while others dance and sing with lots to drink.

Fast time is passing by with these and those
as time is one for all who live on earth.
The rich are puzzled how to spend their time
while those in their deep pit try hard to climb.

I ask if time should be the same for both,
or pangs of hunger should give them more time.
Perhaps, one day they may have what to eat,
but then it will be late for them to dance.
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WHERE IS FORGIVENESS?
My Lord, l'd sinned with her, and l confessed.
How can l know that she cofessed her sin?
I secured that l'd washed my dirt and gained
forgiveness but she did not wash her filth.

My Lord, l beg Your heart and kiss Your feet
to forgive her before You shrive my sins.
How can l push her into hell and l
feel content that my poor shrift is complete?

How can l think of self and forget her?
Can l attain the buoy and let her drown?
Regret can't be obtained through selfish steps.
Have pity on her first and then on me.
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A GRACEFUL SMILE
So crowded was the street; l passed.
I saw a girl that pleased my heart.
She hid a smile that had great charm;
it touched all those who stole a sight.

She was a beggar and l wished
to give her what would allow me
to tarry and rob her again.
She locked my heart and had the key.

She had no job and was too poor
but thanked the Lord and all His saints.
She did not care for her poor life
as her sweet smiles were her assets.
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THE MEANINGS OF CHRISTMAS
Most sublime Lord, You changed the world
from fearful hell to land of mirth.
You found it was so hard for man
to love his God through sightless faith.

You came to us to our house
on Christmas Day a little Child.
We saw our God and His great deeds
and found Him worthy to be loved.

We love Him much; He is the wish.
His love makes us avoid all vice.
He changed cruel death from fear to hope
as resurrection is great bliss.

He saw us poor, afraid not sure.
He gave us hope and dressed us crowns.
He showed us how to !ive and grow
from slaves to be His real sons.
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A HUMILIATED BIRD
I could not warble in a place
where tigers tortured little lambs.
They kidnapped them from weeping ewes
too fat and weak to walk or bounce.

The ewes could do nothing at all,
nor even their rams of long horns.
They stood and looked how their lambs bled
but could not say a word of blame.

I perched on that high branch and looked.
I could not call my dearest mate.
I felt my honour was debased
by what l saw but could not fight.
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BETWEEN LOVE AND ***
When love was pure in that old past,
their poets wrote such lovely verse.
But now that love is ***** ***;
they've changed their shame into silence.

Where are those plays that charmed their youths
and made them love in such a way?
They have been changed into mean ****,
which upsets stomach night and day.

Look at old Europe how it rose
and gave the world its great progress.
Where is that Europe of pure love?
Through *** and shame is in a mess.
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THE RED NECKLACE
When l behold some friends around, l feel
I'm not alone to face my straying mind
that takes me northwards where it is too cold
or southwads where the sun scorches my skin.

I am one in a group, all are quite lost,
but each is happy that he's not alone.
A straying man among a group that strays
will think how strange are those but not himself.

Let me see you around, my dearest friends.
I'll be so glad with you, and you with me.
When sheep are taken to the slaughterhouse,
they don't care much for that blood red necklace.
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TIME AND TIMELESSNESS
I'm surprised why people worry
concerning what life will send them.
Can they change the ways of problems,
bringing home what can be lucky?

What surprises is the future.
Get out of the turning planets,
you will find the stable present,
but no years can your mind puzzle.

That can show your greatness, present,
great on earth and great in heaven.
On the earth, you give the value
of events which man can witness.

But in heaven, you are constant,
where no one can ever be spent.
Souls will be with God eternal;
lives won't know what can be final.
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FORCED, SO IT MUST BE GOOD.
When l think of how we come to life
I become quite sure life must be sweet.
No one has been asked before he's born
if he wants to come to this hard world.

Compare between self and Jesus Christ.
Have you sacrificed a thing for man?
Jesus gave His blood and suffered much.
Can this Man force you for what is hard?

God gives us a soul that will not fall
in the grave and face any decay.
It remains afloat in its Eden
with the saints and parents you adore.

You won't miss a human who is dear,
but you live with him in endless sky.
Can there be a life better than this?
All this is performed with Jesus Christ.
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HOW I PRAY
When l pray, l want to feel the thoughts
that l say are what the Lord would hear.
Words should come directly from my heart,
where God lives and knows all that l feel.

I request the pleas that give me rest
that transport my soul to obscure joy.
I perceive that l have gained something
which l fear to lose, so l conceal.

When l go to work, l feel so light.
I can fly like birds though my job's hard.
I conceive l have a wealth so vast
though my jacket's old and full of darns.
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EVEN WITH A PIECE OF NEWS
Great is life to live for others
ere fast time can change your power.
All the people need some succour
which can be a piece of good news.

As you love the happy surprise,
that uplifts you from your dull life.
All the others wait for it , too.
Let these blessed words be heard from you.

People are poor and are waiting
to receive the news awaited;
it will freshen what days have staled
and fill life with hope downgraded.
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THE EARTH CONTAINS BOTH.
The earth is where the two are found at large,
the soul of goodness and the one of vice.
We are completely with the source of love,
but you and l, l think, hate what is bad.

A man in his right mind loves what is chaste,
and tries to get immersed in what is pure.
No one will go to sewage to swim there,
but all would love to rub themselves with balm.

I seek for perfume that l love to smell.
It takes me up to such a higher state.
This perfume and this balm are in the world,
but with them is the dirt that we avoid.
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THE MYSTERIOUS JOURNEY
My heart is touched by what man's life leads to.
I see him working with a mouth quite closed.
He rears a laugh on his lips, stirred by pence
that won't redeem him when his gloom gets near.

I look and think, then l feel hot tears drop,
and wet my cheeks for what poor man goes through.
He is attached to people and loves them;
they get the pulse that moves his loving core.

His train keeps rattling while his eyes are on
his peers that drop as leaves of autumn do.
He sees himself so lonely while his friends
have dropped to land so queer and disappeared.
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NO REASON TO FEAR A THING
My Lord, You are my Guard; none frightens me.
The earth is where all problems we can see.
That counts on what we think and what we do.
Your kingdom needs strong faith as You could show.

You were exhaling life on your harsh cross,
but were so tranquil and You prayed for those,
who found in You a threat to their belief
as You could raise the dead and give them life.

You are Who conquered death, which we all fear;
to Your disciples You could reappear.
If my great Lord made me not care for death,
how can the hardest feats defy my strength?
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HOW CAN YOU EXPLAIN ?
People peruse  on the internet
with wide open eyes and eager mind.
What can join all people on that screen,
but a secret that deserves their strain ?

Man has always been in such a case.
From the start of time he's risked his life,
looking for a treasure of great worth,
and has searched for it the deep and skies.

I join hands with them seeking the truth.
Can man's life end here, a heap of dust ?
Miracles have interfered to ask,
"How can you explain these marvels, man ?"
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TO THOSE WHO CARE
Dearest poets, think so deeply.
Is this life a serious question
or are we mere passing figures
like a cat or thoughtful monkeys.

I address some people who are
top in thinking and emotions
who can differ what is blather
from what's thoughtful and eternal.

It's not guiltless to destroy man
in the arms of sinful people
as their pleasure is destruction
and eternal hell of torture.

Have you got opposing reasons?
You may say that man is nothing.
Since to dust his way is leading,
let him grasp each passing second.
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HOWEVER YOU ARE, CALL CHRIST.
Don't let your time go by, and you are shy
to meet your Lord, Who is in His high sky.
You can get pure today, not every day
as the pandemic can block your locked way.

You could be in great danger and no one
could approach your locked room to hear your moan.
How would you feel while you would like a priest
to hear your voice to endow you some rest.

Life can distract your mind, but death is near.
Be always clean to shun a greater fear.
The Lord is always prompt when you call Him,
but you don't call when you're not pure and calm.
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PURE LOVE
Come to me and speak aloud; l love your voice.
Your words combined with your smile make me rejoice.
When you sit beside my seat and start to speak,
all the objects in the room at your eyes keek.

Your eyes join your words to send my heart a call,
which l have been waiting for; it is my goal.
When l see you cheering up in front of me,
you make all my world as l want it to be.

Great's my joy when l see you requite my love,
and agree to share my nest as my white dove.
Our world will be so white and full of joy
as our love is purest gold, not an alloy.
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A COOL WAFT IN THE HEART
I feel a breeze inside my heart
that makes me feel so glad and light.
I am so happy on the earth
and death will bring the trip of mirth.

The coming death will set me free
to fly in space where l can see
my parents an those whom l loved
are thronged in such a lovely crowd.

I miss them much that my tears will
fill my heart with the sweetest thrill.
We will sit under God's kind eyes
not scared of breach in His vast skies.
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DUTY AND REMORSE
Duty, you can be too hard to do.
Man may find it heavy to perform.
"Father, if it may be possible
to excuse me, but Your will be done."

Painful was the cross that Jesus had,
but He could not shun that heavy load
as remorse would be more serious weight
Jesus could not bear in His soft heart.

Where are we from this most common task,
which we daily face and can't escape?
Can we shun the tasks and have remorse
as we do not have the strength of Christ?

Narrow is the gate that leads to God;
it goes through the duties which are hard.
Jesus could achieve and gained the sky;
can we do the same and self defy?
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YOUR ANSWERS GRATIFY ME.
Why don't you answer me my dearest friends?
Are you quite satisfied with your own lives?
Do you find all your care exists in fun?
Does not your end create a sense of doubt?

Are you so sure of what this life can mean?
Have you discovered what you need from it?
Are you performing all what you're supposed
to do and going where you'll find full rest?

I love you all and think you are elites.
You think and write what is so deep and wise.
You are the guides who lead confiding sheep.
Consider me a lamb who needs a word.

What do you think of life? Is there a task
which man should do ere he departs or leaves?
Are we supposed to be prepared for death?
Is there no Father Who will meet His kids?
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WHO CAN DO THAT?
You changed the fate of vanquished men
who were afraid of lots of things.
They lived with You and saw Your signs,
which no man could ever have done.

Their faith was that You were the Son,
but they would ask, "Could He be killed?"
They were bewildered for three days
when You were in the grave wrapped dead.

Your men were scared. They lost their guide.
They did not know what they should do.
The Lord whose words led all their acts
was dead and they were orphaned kids.

What could abruptly bring them pluck
to make them heroes, organized
and move ahead just as before.
If it's rebirth, Who must You be?
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THE ETERNAL UNION
When one holds a woman's hand, he feels they both
have become one human of a better type.
He can't be once more a person of his own
as this act has joined them both to be one soul.

Needs of each will lead his heart to feel his mate
such a precious part with whom he can't separate.
He will leave the world to be with that dear part,
who has got with him one soul and filled his heart.

Thoughts of gain will disappear between the two
as each cuts from his own life to give his spouse.
How can he be in her bed just for one time
and she's got a part of his most precious heart?
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FATHER AND SON
Lord, l know what Your heart felt ere it was speared
when You said all had been done, and You were pleased.
It was not an easy way for You to walk
as You said,"Why did You leave Your anguished Son?"

The severe pain You had felt was great and harsh,
but Your joy was much greater than all Your pain.
You had fulfilled the hard way and You were sure
that Your Father looked at You with tears in eyes.

His distressed face could convey a lot to You.
He was pleased with what You'd done to obey Him.
He desired to tell You,"My Son l would
take Your place in all what You have gone through."
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SELFISH LOVE
You pretend that she was dear,
and you practised *** with her.
You introduced her to sin;
now with others, she wants more.

She is with another man,
and you are sorry for that
not because you spoilt her life
but because you need delight.

Don't you see that you killed her;
she has no husband nor kids.
Who will care for her when old?
All that's for your selfish needs.
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WHAT SHALL I DO?
Man on earth should some deeds perform
when it is his land and his home.
Flesh is born to do what the soul
can instal in it as its goal.

It must be an act of value
which can give a man a new hue,
that not so many can depict.
Few for such a task are quite fit.

Jesus showed us ways of great joy
that no fear can ever destroy.
What shall l endow whom l love
to be sure they love what l give.
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THE SCARED TRUTH
I sympathize with those who can't
express themselves as they are weak.
They are the side that owns the truth;
the weak weigh their words when they speak.

They look at muscles big and and strong
and power that can them convince,
not in their minds but in shy words
as they would like to live in peace.

Life is so cruel when the strong rule
and control all to hear and yield.
They say what no one can accept,
but they should with a deep sigh nod.
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FAITH AND PRINCIPLES
Love, your charm is stronger than
sound of *** that can't announce
its existence in a world
where flag wavers love their house.

What has Europe shown the world
but great lack of self respect,
women **** in public sites,
"protest or sheer *** request?"

When with Christ, it was so great.
Now with Satan, no effects,
needing people not their own
while they have their futile ***.
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GOD AND MAN
I think of what l need. I find the first
is my morale which makes me feel at rest.
It is a case dependent on my soul,
which, only it, can worried mind console.

In history, the Christ made what surprised
the human soul which He  through love appeased.
The laws had ordered an eye for an eye
as His pure love is found just in the sky.

Who raised the dead but Him, and those who came
to continue His way and preach His aim.
Where can we find a miracle but there,
where His saints are at rest, yet they still care.

Where can l find a Lord whose love is great
to kiss His hand and place it in my heart.
His hand does not need help, but l need it
to give me great morale, and my way light.
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