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Fertile earth-bound imaginations of Heaven

By

Professor Emmanuel Ejike (fondly called Nwa Emma by all of us his Ogssian classmates

Na waoo!
I love the earth as God’s work.
I love heaven too
When I went there last
Everyone knew what
I was wondering about
It was strange
You communicate by thought
So I returned to earth
Where we communicate
By words
And lie in our thoughts
And lie further by
Our actions
Besides there were no
Churches in heaven
That was grievous
I looked forward to meeting
Popes, Bishops, Cardinals
ELDERS , Apostles , Angels
But Paul and Peter
Came and sat besides
At what appeared to be
Breakfast, but was not
Because there was no night
And said quietly
Get out
You are not yet ready
That is how
I woke up in a hospital bed
With a green cannula on my arm
Later I heard the nurse
Whisper quietly
He is awake now
But do not show
Him the bills
He might relapse
And we would miss
Our next month salary

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Development and policy analyst with a strong interest in the arts and inclusive social change. Dabbles occasionally into poetry and literary criticism!

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