HEAVEN’S GATE

There once was a man named Jacob

Whose name meant a cheat

And from the womb he had started practicing his craft

And so it came to be that he cheated his brother

of his birthright and his father’s blessings

It happened then, that his brother full of vengeance and rage

Was bent on having a pound of flesh

So the man full of fright, fled

Yea, flee he did, for his very dear life

He fled to find security

He fled without looking back

He fled with nothing save the raiment at his back

So Jacob fled

But on one of those cold lonely dark nights

He was hungry, weary, worn and tired

Beaten by the weather and beaten by life

And in his desperation he laid down to rest

He must have wished for death

For what need was this useless life of his?

Little did he know what awaited him

For as he slept, in his dream

He saw heaven opened and lo there was a staircase

And angels ascended and descended

Heaven’s gate! he shouted, heaven’s gate!

I am at heaven’s gate and I knew it not

His bed was thorns and his pillow stones

Bereft of a home and of love

Yet his father’s house was nigh

Poor hungry and beaten yet there was abundance

Are we not like him?

Poor, hungry and beaten yet, heaven is at our beck and call

Heaven’s gate; Lord please open our eyes.

Adimba Chizoba Noel

Editor

26/04/2012.