Like the gates of life
The heaven are fully opened
Its crown solidly on its head
Its smile nicely in place
Its arms widely opened
It takes just love in spirit
To get one through
II
Like the paths of streams
The ears of heaven lie
Waiting to be reached no matter the obstacles
All they require is determination
And hardwork
No matter how long it takes to soak and break
Its patience knows no bounds
III
Like an unmeasurable hole of golf
The bossom of heaven awaits your hands
All it requires are observance and obedience
Nothing much
IV
But the pathfinders hit the mountains
When the structures of the right path
Are clearly visible
To even blind followers either
Possesed by fear of castigation
Or blinded by the deception of human gods
V
It is a foul
When hands play football into goal posts
It is a foul
When rightful heirs are usurped
For their thrones
It is a foul
When riches consume poverty meals
It is a heaven opened for all
But eyes are now sitting buttocks
Ears now sleeping stomachs
As mouths metamorphose into kneeling stooges
Overturning the sun on its day
Leaving heaven west
As hell’s way is paved for all
Who are adorned in materialistic lovitude
Leaving few doubting
And fewer fighting
Arrrrrrgh!!!
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016
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