Heaven Of God Poem by Thabani Khumalo

Cherubim! Cherubim!
Michael Angel and the angel of God
Placed far away at the place of lights
And only seen by the open eyes of fearful fright
(Ode to the mysteries of the heavens above) ,
Acres of the de-luminous hell - faraway across the dark side,
Lay a hand in giving us help.

Away in the intergalactic reigns
Is where our gold has been purified into glass.
There's glamour there unlike the tropical Congo
Or the Mauritania cascaded by the sloppy wisdom of God.
Such has not been seen by either Johannesburg
Or by a place called Addis Ababa
Where gold is abundant and life is a little hasty.

The long trip to the heavens of God
Have our relatives to their eviscerating demise
And, again, they lay today in a rigorous deign.
A creature with many eyes has not appeared yet to us
But we have understood its thunderous voice
Tell us to yearn for the things of the Almighty God -
God who is in a ghost town - faraway at a place called heaven.

It must be holy living eternally around scary creatures.
I blame Jehovah for his lack in creativity
And Jesus; a spirit without a soul,
A brood of the phantom heaven and not a product of the soil,
An alien from mythical planets that are far.

Take to the triangle, back in lob,
Then I shall sing praises to myself
For I would have set my thrown to be on high
And would have taken my bath from sacred pools
Of the holy mountain Kilimanjaro.