Heaven
You offered me a
false paradise
When I am dead
You offered me
Utopia
But my world
Was hell instead
And when I leave
this earth
Knowing this to be
true
That my seeds have
inherited iniquities
And pestilence in
full
You stand on the
pulpit
Propagating lies
And you do not
deceive me
Because I have eyes
You plunder our
riches
While you turn me
against my brother
And made fools of us
So I wonder
You work on our
avarice
Turned brave men
timid
It is an act of
cowardice
Welcome to the
apocalypse
When there was
enough bread
To go round
You mocked me
instead
And made me look
like a clown
Made me beg for my
birth right
Which you call a
privilege
And anytime I raise
my voice
People called it a
sacrilege
You told me to wait
for heaven
While you built
yours on earth
You told me it will
be better
Yes I could never
forget
Castles on the moon
Parties in
Wonderland from
January to June
Pegasus with golden
wings flying men
like gods
While we eat from
garbage cans like
dogs
But it was never my
turn to go to heaven
Even though I had
one life to live
It was never my turn
to go to heaven
Because there is
nothing more to give
My heaven is now
Not tomorrow
Because I will not
live a life of
sorrow
My heaven is now not
tomorrow
Because life is not
something that we
can borrow
Copyright © Olusegun Akanbi | Year Posted 2012
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