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THE GATE OF DEATH I will shut my gate; and no man can open it. And if I open it; all men shall come in once because of hunger in their world. The bodies that entered me daily is unbearable. The entrance of my gate has been battered. Come with your money; ye affluence that desire my beautiful gate. The weeping voices , blood stain of the innocents and the curses that follow some death into my gates; Scared me. I am only an entrance for your journey and not comforter of the bereaved. I lift up my gates, for evil souls to enter without security check on them, yet they refused to enter. They are waiting to snoop –on my gate; in my gate no detective enters and return. The imagination of hell kept many souls from dying, The gate of death where only the dead in Christ dances for eternity. My entrance is a sepulcher of peace for those that come in full age and lived rightly. Gate of death where entrance is optional. The faces of sepulchral, gloomy and somber tone voices of farewell never seize. Foot prints of the dead has broken my gate. But the architectural splendor of my gate which split personalities; Whenever they come in contact, I will shut my gate against unhappy faces; and corpses will walk freely with the living until the time appointed. Written by Pastor Emmanuel Brown Omojevwe

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Date: 3/17/2017 3:32:00 PM
Hello Emmanuel, Thanks once again for your read of my recent poem, "The End." You have a very well-articulated light poetry write here on "The Gate of Death." Very well-done, with a definite emphasis of both religious and metaphysical realism. I must read more of your works, and I equally invite you to read any of my poems as you may choose to do so. A SEVEN and A FAV!! Best Wishes, Gary
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Date: 5/4/2013 1:29:00 PM
- A cruel place, walking hand in hand with death. - Wish I could close the gate with you. - I believe that in your work, this is an everyday experience. - We all know the existence ..... but most people turn their back on. - A touching and very well written poem my friend Alfred. - I wish that you will have a nice weekend. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
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Omojewve Emmanuel Brown
Date: 5/5/2013 6:48:00 AM
death has done more harms than good. wish we could close it; souls that we loved wuold be around us like my father. Thanks for your voice in my life Anne. your visit always make me feel better.