THERE ARE NO BLACK PEOPLE IN HEAVEN

White is the cozy colour of heaven,
there are no black people in heaven;
They have a sting strength of eel dirt
which haven heaven can not accept.
their black skins read of corruption
& hearts, think of greed & selfishness.
Black against white, heaven quakes,
I fear no weep of their misfortunes;
dislodge their noble grits with fair
speed, I do not intend to bestir their sleep.

Heaven has no street for rotten bins
neither are there places in heaven
where men stop to urine in every pole
or homes in heaven, where children are
left to die of hunger & pains & behold
blood as water.There are no such places
in heaven. I only passed & was never
allowed to enter 'cause I'm black.
Beneath this glazing memory, find no
solace like a dot of empty bassets.

Black tear-afflicted eyes are uncertain,
never look an African in the eyes even God
lost words watching them glean with smile.
He could not pass a judgement immensely,
brilliant gold beams His face as clouds
part their burnt spirits into tensed of gazing
men of deadly deception; black is beautiful,
Of a truth, Satan knew his people in heart.
He peeped from grey curtains for his forlong
& Michael firmament awoke weakness.

The roads to heaven are beautifully built,
Africans won't be there cos theirs're broken.
The walls of heaven are coated with gold,
Africans won't be there, their hands grew
green into orchard of blood & dragon's breath.
With all the gospel psalming in this land,
no single soul sing of Africa over there,
Sin over the soul of humanism, they seek.
Until light over shadows darkness over here,
spittle of warm blood won't cease in heaven.
If a black is allowed in the arms of heaven,
won't they bribe God also for more power?

©John Chizoba Vincent
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