A Day In Heaven
A Banker and a Lawyer were nose to nose
in a fit of angry rage.
Having dented fenders while driving
and now were both fiercely engaged.
While each was casting blame at the other
for getting to this stage.
In the street... their tempers flared
as they continued to discuss.
Their voices loud... their arms a stir...
they were making quite a fuss.
Now unaware of where they were...
they were both run over by a bus.
The Banker and the Lawyer
now stood among the clouds.
Staring at the gates of Heaven
which had attracted quite a crowd.
But as to any entry...
they were sure to be allowed.
So they got in line with the others
hoping for the best.
As St. Peter was busy taking names
of those who had been blessed.
And the two men hoped to qualify
just like all the rest.
When long at last they stood alone
for the place in Heaven they had sought.
They were quite concerned as their anguish
was now filled with sordid fraught.
When St. Peter said, 'I'm very sorry.
We have but left a single spot.'
St. Peter continued, 'All of you
have made life a hectic pace.
So it's only fair to select the one
who has led a better race.
Tell me now the things you've done
to deserve entry to this place?'
They both hemmed and hawed as they pondered
which led to some distress.
But living a life of virtue
was not one they could address.
And both were slow to admit
their lives had been a frightful mess.
The Lawyer said, 'I have created jobs
and amassed great wealth and power.
I denied my workers a living wage
so their feelings began to sour.
So I sent their jobs to China
to save money on wages by the hour.
The Banker raised his hand
when a thought crossed through his head.
And told St. Peter of a children's charity
he had sorely led.
And in the end had taken all the money
so no orphans were ever fed.
'I was a Father to six children,'
said the Lawyer to explain.
'And though I was extremely busy
I was not one given to complain.
Though I must to this point confess...
I cannot remember all their names.'
'I provided for my family,' said the Banker.
'And kept them free from strife.
And though I cheated a dozen times...
I always loved my wife.
But on the whole I would have to say...
I've led a dreadful life.'
Both men hung their heads on a life
that was completely false and wild.
And saw no further point to test themselves
for the sins they had compiled.
When behind they heard a voice...
they turned to see a lonely child.
'Please Sirs,' said the child.
'May I enter Heaven if there's room?
For I am very cold and tired
having endured a life of dismal gloom.
For a Cancer filled with a vile hate
has sent me to my doom.'
The men wept and said they will suffer
the troubles they have wrought.
And told St. Peter they were not worth
the bother they had brought.
So this little child who has suffered life
should have the final spot.
So the little child entered Heaven
and looked back a thankful glance.
And each man wiped a tear as a fog
now seemed to cause a blissful trance.
Where back on Earth.... two babies born
had earned a second chance.
The End
*For those who might be interested. I will be posting my cartoon 'Bob's your Uncle' on my homepage. A new one will appear every second day.
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