The Eyes Of Heaven

The Eyes Of Heaven prose poem

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Every time has a beginning and the laws of the universe are binding that’s why your soul grows weary, the curse, if you are not law abiding, seeing things blurry and of course, staring into the distance during that divine hour, fighting for glory, seeking whatever life brings, rush-hour, for instance when you have lost all power and resistance and the adversaries are so persistent, don’t want you to celebrate any anniversaries, don’t care if you are breastfeeding or excreting, remember the eyes of heaven are watching.

Everywhere you go, different people, different faces at different places in their lives, telling lies just to climb the social ladder like a pole with emotions as cold as the north pole, nobody wants half, everybody wants it whole, forgetting we will all return to a hole, these moments are just stolen moments but new developments these days shows nobody cares about disgrace even if it makes us dirty, unclean like a stain, nobody wants to abstain, God’s laws we have bent, as the clock ticks and prophets predict, the conflicts of the human soul, many of our days, we have spent, remember the eyes of heaven are watching.

Everything you have is borrowed if you understand this then you will feel less sorrow because nobody knows tomorrow like a father who loves his son will whip him often, so that he can be proud of him later when his body has softened because he cautioned his son, the sun will rise and shine on him if you have not done this and ask why your seeds have not blossomed, or why you feel imprisoned, remember the eyes of heaven are watching.

The necessities of life are water, food, clothing and a home, primary, where you can have privacy, a pool, buildings and a phone are all secondary, arise, open your eyes and see, even the most powerful dynasties have not lasted as long as the seas, ambition for more has infected us all like a disease, owning millions while millions own zero, look in the mirror and be somebody’s hero and remember the eyes of heaven are watching.

The pain and pleasures that drive you and the love or hate that motivates you, no matter the issues, so many have gone through it to date so give or take, forgive or make war, selling ourselves out like whores but even more we need to adore somebody so open the door for somebody, don’t let your heart get rocky, heal somebody’s hurt today, take heed to this all, we need love, it’s like a mayday call, an order from above and remember the eyes of heaven are watching.

The desires and treasures of your heart, knowing it’s over even before the start, far from the last, some actions and things you say smell, like fart but we pretend and say its going to be a blast if we only passed the test of time, get in line, several thought this way but have gone the Apian way, the evolutionary way thinking its the revolutionary way, beware and remember the eyes of heaven are watching.

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Funkekeme Akposeye

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I am an easy going person who loves poetry and music,love making new friends and experiencing different cultures and I respect people's decisions and emotions as long as they respect mine am an african and i believe everything i can,i am yearning,learning and earning knowledge in search of peace and wisdom and when i write is when i feel alright.This poems and pages are dedicated to my family, friends, and anyone that appreciates life's joys. I hope these pages make you smile, reminisce, and perhaps shed a tear.
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