DESPAIR AND RETRIEVED HOPE
He came to us the Saviour and the Son
of that great  Lord, the Father in the sky.
He planted mighty hope that grew so fast,
but He left it and went, like other men.

That hope soon turned to grief and great despair.
His mother cried her Son, His men their Lord.
She beat her fear and stood beside the cross
but what could that bring her, but stifling throes.

Where was that Lord Who came to save mankind?
He broke His mother's and His poor men's hearts.
They placed Him in a grave; they were in tears.
Where were you, hope, to build heaven on land?

But Jesus has been raised and revived hope.
His mother has become the mum of all,
and those who followed Him the greatest saints.
Their joy has filled their world and our own.
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***** *** LEADS ASTRAY.
How can a person love and cause
a serious harm to his own dear?
They go to bed and know their act
is urged by evil, their main foe.

What they commit will pass so fast,
but it immerses them in dirt
that blocks the rays of joy and light
which take them up to supreme heights.

This light can clear the way of saints
that leads to mirth so cool and wise
which gives them samples of a life
a person can meet in the skies.

When *** can lead a pair astray,
it destroys them and kills their cheer
as sin disturbs their stable lives
that ignite flames which are called hell.
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DIVORCE

Those who God joins none severs.
This is what the Lord refers
To in His most holy tome
When man and his wife share home.

Birds of heaven build one nest
Where they breed and where they rest.
They can't live outside this place.
It's the source of their lives' peace.

Even when those birds migrate,
***** and hens' love won't abate.
On each other they rely
When they breed and when they fly.

Who can mate and then depart
If he has a human heart?
When two join their hearts in one
Each gets his mate's moon and sun.

This is what my heart tells me,
And what Jesus likes to see.
He makes man and knows his heart;
Once he's married, he can't part.

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DOCTOR  FAUSTUS
Doctor Faustus, l can feel what you passed through
to gain science and to know the latest view.
You sold your soul to the foe to give you what
can satiate your obsessed mind and eager heart.

When a man loves someone else the other should
give him something in return and not be rude.
Faustus, you gave all your life for science' sake.
Did that science relieve you from your bad ache?

Faustus, we are quite inside your horrid boat.
We give life for various aims on which we dote.
Then we wake up when the devil of your deal
comes to take the price of what has no appeal.

Faustus, we are, just like you, lost in a world
callous and has mindless thoughts for man's demand.
We get mad as Faustus did at his sad end,
pay the due but do not take what can amend.
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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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DON QUIXOTE, A COMMON SIGHT
There are few persons who are mighty knights.
The others are too frail and fear the cats,
but all will share the wish to have great strength
that should be proved before they meet their death.

Don Quixote, l see you in most men
who try so hard to build a new Big Ben,
but hunger bites their stomachs and their horse
which gets too weak to trot or the street cross.

Poor man, you have a dream and don't accept
to pass away ere grasping your concept.
You pass with tears which you can never hide
resulting from a loss you can't abide.
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DON'T BUY, BUT LIVE.

What's really good for you is just to feel
The Lord's inside your heart and has appeal
To make you love Him much and love His ways
More than the alms to people you appraise.

It is an extreme ease to buy and sell,
But that can't be the case with bliss and hell.
God is inside your heart; just live with Him.
He is the source of bliss and happy realm.

When you feel that He is so kind and good.
Then certain you can be He is your God.
He is more tender than mothers on earth
And cries before you do when you're in dearth.

He is the Lord Who died on cross for you
And forgave all who tortured Him and drew.
No power did He use to solve His grief,
But through His painful death, He brought relief.

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DON'T FIGHT BAD THOUGHTS; LIVE GOODNESS.
Sin is what you act so badly
just against those whom you value.
What do you expect or wait for
when you wrong your loving father?

Parents give their lives to children
and their love is void of hatred.
Love and hatred can't coexist,
same with dirt and best materials.

Thoughts of hatred bring disasters
even when you try to shun them.
If you want to live what's pleasant
with yourself just think of passion.

Fondness will produce what's noble.
Nobleness will make life lovely.
Roses blossom their own flowers;
they can yield what's in their nature.
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DON'T LEAVE ME.

Father dear, don't leave me;
My frail work's not enough.
Without you, l can't be
Happy in this hard life.

Without your strongest pull,
I can't stand on my feet.
I see life hard and cruel,
And ends with full defeat.

Like a child, my sole toy
Is held in your strong hand.
Life makes me weak and coy;
Have some ruth on Your child.

Please my Lord, don't leave me;
I don't know what to do.
I implore just to see
From your hand a small clue.

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DON'T LET RESULTS DISHEARTEN YOU.
Christian faith is ease not anguish.
It reveals a high example.
Jesus shows us how we should be
and behave to be His blessed ones.

He would like us to be warriors,
to defend His creeds and teachings.
He was not afraid of fighting
even when it meant His torture.

He was counting on His Master,
Who conferred on Him great power.
All His gifts could give the spirits
which might not yield instant profits.

Christ could do what was perfection
but if failure bled His forehead,
He would say," l did my utmost;
the results come from my Father."
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DON'T   PREACH !
Don't preach with words you don't intend to live
and make your hearers weak by what you give.
You inject poisons that makes others frail;
then it gets easy for your sword to ****.

When preachers make the devils get docile,
it will be easier for them to get hostile.
The devil none can **** with that great ease,
but when docile, you treat him as you please.

When preachers use their words for their own gain,
I feel they get much worse than ****** satan.
At least the satan is quite known to all
that he works for the odious lore of hell.

Don't preach, but show man deeds that convey love
through gifts and tender hearts that can forgive,
through tears that well and shame a sobbing heart
while man tries hard to hide them but he can't.
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DON'T  QUAIL!
Go forth, don't fear the dark; it's always there.
If you wait till the morn, no crown you wear.
The crown you see is gold, and all do want.
Don't wait, take it just now. No one will grant.

Though dark, good people's hearts live in the light.
It's not the case with those who love the night.
They want the dark to stay till they can own
The precious aim you love and wear the crown.

The crown is yours; that's what your father's left
for you to take; it's his most precious gift.
Don't let the thieves take it; your father's eyes
are watching his great gifts from his high skies.

Your father will be vexed if you don't get
what he assigned to you in his clear writ.
When morning comes each keeps what he has gained,
and you can't clear your soul of what you've stained.
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DON'T SEEK JUST MY GLORY!
The door is knocked. Who can He be?
Can you imagine He's the Lord?
If you expect the Lord  Himself,
you'll be surprised and really shocked.

A lot of times you've heard Him say,
"I am the poor, l am the weak.
I am whose pain is kept inside,
but my crushed heart is shedding tears.

"Don't you remember when l walked
along the way where they transfixed
My bleeding body on the cross?
I was like who knocks at your door.

"I stand with him from all My heights
as in his need l live with him.
That who does not feel Our wounds,
I won't call on him in My cheers."
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DON'T WORRY.
Behold the birds; they do not care,
and God protects their chicks and nest.
They fly and sing most lovely songs
and come to their nest which is safe.

If they are scared by what may come,
they can't go out to eat and feed,
and God will be upset with them
for lack of trust in that great Guard.

God says,"Don't worry my dear birds,
I allow just what keeps you safe.
Depend on me and enjoy life.
I care for you more than you do."
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DON'T WORRY MAN; JUST WANT.

You give man what You want him to have,
But l really want Your Son to love.
I can't have what is a gift from You.
When You grant it, then l can that do.

I want Your grace, then my talents grow.
Without gifts, l have the shortest view.
My Lord, l still stretch my arms and pray;
You are living God; You will array.

I depend on You and no one else.
My heart and my bare soul you will dress.
Without You, l am too weak my Lord
As true gifts l can't find in this world.

I love men but their gifts are too small.
They can't give what can a rope install
Between earth and the sky that You dwell.
Just a word from You makes me excel.

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DO YOU ASK THIS QUESTION?
Those men the past unfolds tell who live now
how life is great if man knows how to live.
There were some people who knew how to build
the pyramids, and those who great help gave.

There were who spent it in moving around.
No bad actions to do, but nothing good,
and those who spent it in committing sins.
Jesus told us how men their talents used.

Here, l just stop to ask, "How do l use
my talents, and do l please my great Lord?"
It is a serious point that raises fear.
Does this question for once go through your mind?
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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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DO YOU KNOW ?
There is danger that the faith in Christ
will disappear soon through mean neglect.
Christians are too careless of their creeds;
secularism is at full speed.

What are we doing for such a Lord
Who endured the pain and died for us?
Are who preach to us aware of that
or are they too busy building fame ?

Why don't we get married and have kids?
Does that impede us to enjoy life ?
Does life exist just for dying flesh ?
Has the soul expired all its love ?
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DO WE THINK OF THEM?
Have you ever thought of those who live great fear
caused by illness that can fill their lives with scare?
They were healthy and they lived their normal lives;
now they live nightmares and fear the scalpel cuts.

Life was smooth and went with them from day to day.
They embraced their children whose young age could win
all their hearts, fond sight, and all that love could grant,
happy father, lovely mothers, children so well built.

How can life surprise in such a hateful way?
Has it lost its heart and replaced it with clay?
It was such a helpful hand of soft skin.
Now it's got the sharpest claws that will bring bane.

How can they enfold their kids to loving chest
while tears well from their red eyes and drip from chin?
Can you bear that sight, cruel life, and keep your heart
safe and sound, enjoying life and its delight?
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DREAMS
A dream arrives with all its might
to form its shape like clouds in heights.
Of potent looks it might appear
to fill man's heart with joy or fear.

What are you, dreams? Who gives you forms
inside the minds that trust in you?
Is it the king of luck who weaves
your strange events with mystic yarn?

His wand is long and goes so far
to connect people with the stars,
from which he brings good scenes or bad,
that indicate what will occur.

They wake up from their sleep and think
of what moves them from dales to peaks
according to what they've received;
they are disturbed, or highly pleased.
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DUTY AND FEAR

A craven act derives great shame
And makes you feel you are too small.
You commit it and proudly claim
That strength is master of us all.

What makes a person use his might,
Opposing all those cheated crowd,
Or shouting for the death of Christ
When all their leaders wished Him dead?

Saint Peter escaped shy to speak
Though he was faithful and quite strong.
The poor could shout and so the weak
As they were shouting with the throng.

But Peter wept as he could not
Say what he thought to wrathful men.
Words of the truth would cost a lot;
Who can fight beasts in their wild den?

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DUTY AND LOVE
It's valiant when a mum faces her death
to see her babe quite safe cooing his thanks.
It's gallant when a man risks his own life
to save his son from being burnt alive.

What can we say when one defends a child
quite helpless in the hands of *** assault.
He knows that he may not escape quite safe,
but he would give his life as sacrifice.

I would bow down and kiss the feet of that
who can't see hopeless people stand alone.
Their distress makes him leave his urgent work
and help them till their smile finds its way back.

What shall l say about the Person Who
has come to save His foes before His friends?
He stood up for their cause, driven by love
till He was on the cross wept by His mum.
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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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EACH HAS HIS GAIN.
Lonely boat, don't you fear the rough sea?
Waves are high, land is far, and you're small.
What do you gain from this long voyage?
All is lost in the case your sail's torn.

When you sail, you think of the far land.
Who tells you that one day it appears?
A rash whale might upturn your small hull
and send you sinking down to the depth.

"This is life, my dear sir, all men face."
He tells me, "You spend time on your verse.
If you reach your great aim, you will gain
what l dream when l reach my far land."
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EACH HAS HIS PROBLEM.
"Ice-bergs start to move and thaw.
They will swallow sea-shore towns.
What shall we do? Life will get
hard for man to leave these sites.

"Carbon dioxide is high,
caused by cars and big machines.
Heat of summer gets so strong.
We can scarcely move or breathe.

"Trees are losing leaves and fruit.
Sunshine everywhere is hot.
Birds and cats are falling dead.
What can we do to stop that?

"Even my pampered rose shrub
loses power in its ***."
"Sorry, l can't help. My fridge,
street dust-bins, are getting bare."
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EACH HAS HIS TRAITS.
Snail, don't wish for wings; a dog can't mew.
All your life, you move at that slow pace.
Creeping up rose trees, you saw a bird,
which has wings to fly; you craved for wings.

You are made to creep and leave behind
mucus that impels the flowers' hate.
Don't discern the birds with eyes of wish.
You can never fly to reach your dream.

Keep to your slow move; it is your trait.
Leaving your own dirt to trace behind.
What the birds can do you never can.
Don't let such a wish destroy your health.
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EACH IN TURN

All my heart is with those who are sad,
Swallowing their tears with their own bread.
Like red hot nails pierce me their sad sighs
Though they're not nigh my sad, downcast eyes.

I extend my weak hand for their needs,
but my hand is short, and weak my deeds.
I can't compensate what fate has marred
as l am by weakness fully barred.

We are throngs of men, each one in turn
sheds his tears for what we can't return.
Time goes fast and we can't do a thing,
save those tears when that sad toll will ring.

Why don't we extend the hand of help,
dry the tears of those who need that step?
Our eyes will weep and need that hand,
which all creatures wait for to expand.

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E A S T E R

The rays that fill the sky and earth
Give light that makes us see and move
As Jesus' feat gives rays whose mirth
Fill our hearts with cheerful love.

No death can cast its gloom in space.
He has shown us that death is void
As He rose up to death efface
And join His twelve and all the crowd.

That makes us on earth dance and sing;
The trip to His great land elates.
All mothers, ere that feast, begin
To live great time preparing plates.

We dance and sing; all friends will come
And we'll enjoy a feast so great.
The cheers will fill our hearts and home
As Easter is the greatest feat.

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ENJOY WHAT YOU HAVE.

You want your heart to flood with cheers,
Enjoy the toy your hands can deal.
It's lain beside; your eyes can see.
You do not yearn and for it grieve.

Don't search for what your hands can't reach.
The sun is far and its rays scorch.
Seek for the moon that soars so near,
Where man could land, and found it dear.

Enjoy what God has given you
And let your smile perch on your lips.
You please yourself and God above;
He wants a smile for His great gifts.

The smile on your lips gets so sweet,
And people love to see and share.
It is contagious to your heart,
That lives delight like hearts of saints.

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ENJOY WHAT YOU HAVE.
We are too wishful but too small.
Why should we vaunt life we control?
We are like children; toys please us,
so let's enjoy what we possess.

A cup of coffee is so great.
It can give pleasure like a feat.
Why should we strive to reach the top
if that main joy is in a cup?

He sits at home beside his field
so pleased with what his land can yield.
Am l much better than this man
whose field and crops are his prized crown?
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ENTREATY

I'm a child whose toy has a defect.
All the time, l feel sad and abject.
My dear Dad, can't You bring back my smile,
And mend what makes my blood tend to rile?

Dad, You are my sole hope Who can give
What l wait from Your hand to receive.
I'm too frail; l can't mend what is wrong.
I depend on Your hand which is strong.

I just sit in my cradle and weep.
No one cares for my tears that cut deep.
They tell me to cheer up and be glad.
How can l? My dear toy looks so sad.

My dear Dad, please feel what l go through.
All my hope is quite centered on You.
I can't smile and my toy is like that.
Please my Dad, bring joy back to my heart.

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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.
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EUROPE: PAST AND PRESENT
I'm sorry for those who have been
the greatest masters of the scene,
the Europeans, whom l love,
who were so wise and turned naive.

They were great strength for a long time,
from Ancient Greece to famous Rome,
to present times when their grand past
still has some force to make them last.

You had your power and strong hands.
Now, you need others for your deeds.
The others work just for themselves
and soon they'll throw you on the shelves.
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EUROPE, TO WHERE?
Strength, and freedom have their cost to be enjoyed.
Knights of old had practised much ere they could fight.
Where is Europe leading to through easy life?
Will it keep its culture safe and thoughts intact?

Life can't be observed in details but in acts
small and trivial, but they can explain it all.
When the theme of your verse piece is about ***,
you will have readers, and lots of those who like.

Write about marriage and kids, and none will read.
Life is made to be enjoyed and not to breed.
Who will give people to Europe and its fate?
Are they who come from abroad with their own style?
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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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EXPECTATIONS AND JOY
When we were kids, it was great joy
to fly to mother's maiden house.
It was a flight so far from home.
That journey filled our life with cheer.

We waited for that day to come
and dreamed of things that we would do.
The closer we got to that date,
the more delightful was our dream.

Each man on earth will have a trip
from earth to afterlife above.
What do we feel towards that flight?
Is it a trip full of delight?

What can we say about the time
that will precede the coming day?
Do people who have saintly faith
live the same worry of the rest?
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EYES NOT MADE TO CRY

Those eyes whose beauty is so cute
Are not for crying or for tears.
They are to show love and its fruit
As love from them gets its sharp spears.

I love to look at them and float
In their most charming atmosphere
Where life can give its smooth delight
And show a world of endless cheer.

I love to sail inside their sea
On just a small and frail sailboat,
Not caring where those eyes take me;
My aim is not to keep afloat.

What are those eyes; they drive me mad.
I forget life and stick to them.
They get my hope and all my world,
In which l live most lovely dream.

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FAITH AND CIVILIZATION
I kindly ask the people who might ken :
why do we come to earth if life will end
and take us to a grave so grim and dark,
no hope for rebirth on the better land ?

What are you, life, if he who builds a name
like that the man who built the Sphinx has shown
if in a jiffy he departs with death
that covers him with earth where he is thrown ?

Can such a man have courage to build what
the ancient Greeks and Romans could construct
when they lived in the guardianship of gods
who gave them hope of some rewards to get.

People of Europe, where are your great men
who built your land and made you rule the world?
Have they gone with their faith and left their kids
to argue trivial thoughts of success void ?
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FAITH AND FAME

Be careful man of tricky fame;
Its danger can destroy your aim.
Its peril may be more than gold,
That can block your path to the Lord.

Fame can be blindfold to the eyes;
It shows high posts but hides the skies.
It swindles man to go astray
And forget his Lord and right way.

What are you fame but sin disguised.
You join hand with most fearful pride.
You lead the pious to leave God,
And worship his own pride instead.

So guileful you are and so soft.
You dethrone faith to reach your loft,
And drive a man to change his way
To satiate pride with grand array.

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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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FASTING
The Lord with cross on back will walk His way
of passion which will yield great wounds and death,
and we will fast to share His pain and grief,
awaiting His sunrise to give us mirth.

The dawn of life is short and will soon pass.
The sun that gives the hues to ladies cheeks
will grow to be a sun that burns the dunes
and meet its gloom at dusk with crying eyes.

Where is your light, kind dawn, and life is full
of grudges which the Lord will pass along,
but Jesus will survive and leave His grave
as we will end the fast and cheer with songs.

Cold death, you'll meet your end and fasting will
bestow us happy sense that fills the hearts
when Jesus rises and His boundless dawn
assures us that His endless life survives.
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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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FATHER DENIS FITZ PATRICK IN A DREAM

You taught me English from the start
And helped me till l got B.A. in art,
Then appeared in a dream with prize for what l write.

You taught me verse and cleared my course
Through teachings of the Lord you gave me force
Till l could indite what my Lord would me announce.

You are the saint who came to me
A gift from God to show what l should see,
And then to make me write on which God will agree.

So pleased, l asked you why you gave
Me such a medal that l truly love;
You said to protect me and give my work a shove.

BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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FEAR

I know what kind of place is hell;
Fear is an ember from that well.
It burns all what it just comes near,
Destroying man and his career.

No man will choose hell if he can
As he knows fire and its pain.
He won't take what himself will hurt
And place it in his throbbing heart.

From oldest days fear could destroy
Old dreams and sever men from joy.
It could bring failure from success
And distress from the state of bliss.

I wonder how men can trust it
Though they know what it can commit.
They know its acts to hell is near,
But they still follow ruthless fear.

BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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FLATTERY
What can flattery be but kind words full of vice
When you don't mean the words that appear sweet and nice?
You will be like a snake full of fatal contents,
but you dress your outlook with the smoothest outfits.

Your inside is a bog that boils with horrid blobs,
but you dress them with what would look like showy robes.
None can see in that mire that appears calm to all
fearful death dragging man to the depth of deep hell.

The harsh truth comes and goes like the gas of a drink.
It can cause fizzing sound, and for eyes a quick blink,
but you drink a cool gulp that saves you from the heat
as the truth saves you from deadly stab in the heart.

Fearful snakes, horrid mires lurk in words, but who knows
what you hide in your heart of sure death or deep ooze.
With soft voice, a low hiss, you make ears skip your threat
to bring man fearful death after most hedious fate.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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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.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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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.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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FROM HANDS TO HANDS
The sweetest time of life is that of early years
when those dear parents' hands display how kind is land.
Then it begins to prove that land is not so grand,
but what makes it supreme are those two, full of grace.

The Father in the sky supplies the parents' arms
to smooth the early way, to elate young mankind.
When man grows up, he knows how great is parents' help;
then God extends His hands to replace the old pair.

His Son, the Christ, shows us the way, the truth, the life,
His Spirit clears the minds, and purifies the thoughts,
and Mary of pure hands takes the place of the mums.
All will make our earth once more a sublime place.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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FROM HOPE TO DESPAIR
The way of life is like the sea.
My little boat is so disturbed.
It's moving up and down in place,
but forward motion is quite curbed.

My compass is so good and sound,
but factors distort what it shows.
The earth has lost its guiding force
and what's nearby its needle draws.

What can one do with such a loss?
The boat is tossed about in place.
No forward movement l can feel
and if l can, what do l trace?

The world has lost its faithful guide
which is replaced by full nonsense.
It leads man where there is despair
that subs for hope and its substance.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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FUN AND SUCCESS

You can't have both, success and fun.
Where one exists; the second leaves.
To succeed, a great toil is done
And with that toil, fun never lives.

Success needs rules and hardest boss
Whereas fun can't live with that rule.
With success wasting time is loss
While wasting time fun will cajole.

The ruler who is strict and hard
Can make his country bloom with force;
But lenient rulers draw backward
And people will live grim remorse.

I don't side with one, but with facts.
I love the firm man when he works;
He bears the burden, and he acts
To bring his people peace and stocks.

BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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