Omojevwe Emmanuel Brown Poet Light Verse

The Gate of Death

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

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Gary Bateman March 17, 2017 at 3:32 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 Omojevwe Emmanuel Brown February 9, 2026 at 1:25 PM Thanks Gary. Ministry assignment has limited my visit to soup family. I am back now. Happy New year.

Anne-Lise Andresen May 4, 2013 at 1:29 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 :) Omojevwe Emmanuel Brown May 5, 2013 at 6:48 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.