Happy Land Poem by ogbonna chinemerem

Oh! the beautiful place

the most fertile home of it's kind

full of rest, comfort, treasure

The unseen place by man

never stressing, so good to be.


Oh! The yearning place of all men

richly build for hadly prepared ones.


So tender to be, so efficacious for all,

just only if we stand firm to workhard.


My soul got lost when it seemed like

i couldn't make it up to the happy land

i was dejected, i felt it could not accomodate a commoner of my kind.

I then became strong like an iron oll
when i saw my way to the entrance.


Oh! The happy home of God the desired place of man
where joy and love will be endless

the happy land of believers

God will see us through to the home.