THE ANGEL'S KEY
By Mukhtar AkpopireboMukhterra. Friday, August 3, 2012 5:29:25 PM
I have not seen such for a long while.
On this lonely lane I have sat
Day by day staring at god-knows-what.
My former friends passed me by.
Their attitude to me made me cry.
Those who ate and drank with me
Now deride my destitution with glee.
I closed my eyes and said to my heart,
"You will not allow your love depart.
I still love life and its beautiful activities
There are no imperfections or iniquities."
There is no grudge to nurse in me
My love is as vast as the open sea.
On the lane I sat, a destitute, as they say
Gazing at nothing every passing day.
Then this angel suddenly appeared:
A beautiful female and long-haired.
She dropped a key in my right hand.
An action I did not then understand.
She said, "Open your destiny's door,
You were not born to be poor.
You will never make it till you choose
What to gain and what to lose."
As she disappeared a door I saw
And behind it was a world without flaw.
There all my desires were present.
What I needed was to give consent.
All those days I sat there gazing
Sightlessly at people slowly pacing,
My heart was visualising my ideal
And my love did all negativities repeal.
Thank you, kind, beautiful angel-fairy.
My desire is to be seeing you daily.
I also thank those who ill-treated me.
Without their action this lesson would not be.