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Okonkwo Osamedua. Allen

The Passion

There was indeed a hanging
The stake was there, and fresh blood driping
And a sign over His head reads 'The King'
All hail the mighty jewish king!
There was a cup driping of vinegar
Some unused nails and a heavy hammer
And the guards nearby casting lot
For a robe of worth, i knew not
My God! my God! Then it was finished
Mission indeed accomplished
Thus for my sinful sake
Was He nailed atop a stake
What followed was the thunder and lightening
The earth quaking, and the rocks spliting,
And the temple veil rending,
And the dead in their graves rising

Earlier, they had gathered an army around Him
They had striped and beaten Him
And put a rich linen robe on Him

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The Quest

Part i:

Three men set out for their worldly quest
One for gold, another for a pleasure nest
The third for what he could not tell
But trusted his heart to lead him well.

'I shall have every silver and every gold'
The first boasted so bold
'All pleasure everywhere is mine'
The second yelled, 'with plenty wine and dine'

To the third they asked, 'what will yours be'
'Well for all i ask and seek, ' said he
'Let the sun guide me by day, by night the moon
To my quest, my heart shall lead me there soon'

Part ii

And there before the rising sun

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The Virgin's last breath

It is a morning calm and still
On the valley covered in lush green
The sun is creeping over the hill
The lilies of the valley in their full sheen
Scattered around in this picturque scene
Are yellow maringold and blossom white
And wild flowers fighting to be seen
Praising heaven for another daylight

Underneath a tall rainforest tree
Sit i quietly taking inventory
Of a brand new day so gay to see
But there is a hidden history
Six seasons rainfall cannot wash
Nor could six seasons wind sweep
Six years now, i will tell it afresh
For heaven still look down on men and weep

Here, not far, i swear, about six feet
Is the footpath to the village stream

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