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I looked without eyes

I looked without eyes While I waited just a jiff at maker’s eternity gate Back in my global village, people meet to mate And procreate; they wake late looking for a date; A life without hatches and matches they hate. But here with the dead, my soul was weighed By angels in celestial scales; they just sighed! ‘Before here, where were you?’ one flayed; ‘In the garden eating just a fruit,’ I prayed. ‘It was not a just fruit’ I was by archangel busted ‘You lusted for it and harvested hell’ his crusted Words disgusted me; I kept quiet and adjusted My thoughts, ‘But Sire, it was ‘cause I trusted ‘One word..’ He closed his eyes and looked. He closed his lips and the book. I was booked. I waited and waited. The gate in front was locked. And I breathed again. Then without eyes I looked.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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