It's Early Day Yet
They saw it coming
The dawn of a Heaven
My money is before me,
Wine and food in abundance,
Jewelry and precious stones,
Property in excess.
All for me
These are here to pay me homage
These are here to add to my substance?
These are here for what?
Please let the gift bearers remain at the gate.
Let them wait.
It’s early days yet,
Lest I lose sight of the biggest prize
That my Maker has waiting for me
For He has said
That He has prepared a special place for me
That’s enough.
Copyright © Leslie Nii Tete Annan | Year Posted 2016
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