Author name: Simon Joseph Okeguale
Title: Heaven



After I had confessed my sin
I couldn't explain the sudden win
In a contest that has made me feel guilty
Guilty of lusting after her beauty
The beauty of an heavenly home
Spoken of by apostle Paul in Rome
No wonder the angels here were singing
Singing praises and clapping and dancing
It was the beginning of another life
A life without worry and strife
Outside it was a great well
The well which leads to the dreaded hell
I saw many marching towards it
On bare foot they march towards the pit
These were they that refused the gospel of Christ
They were the ones referred to as antichrist
They lived all their lives in sinful pleasures
They focused their minds on earthly treasures
They were scourged, beaten and left in sorrow
They cried so loud like no tomorrow
I saw many mansions in heaven
Some have six golden doors while some have seven
The streets of heaven was paved with gold
And the walls of the city was strong and bold
There is no pain, tears and problem here (heaven)
But there is pain, tears and problem there (hell)



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