HEAVEN ‘N’ HELL

The sky was clear for me to fly,
And I was tempted to explore the sky.
I took up the broom and went so high,
That I could see the angels passing by.

I followed them to enter the heaven,
And saw St. Peter questioning Bevan.
I thought what’s all the fuss about,
And I got n-number of doubts,
I didn’t know whom to ask,
Just when I saw the man in the mask.
He came to me and took me away,
For there I go didn’t know which way,
He took me to the ride of heaven ‘n’ hell,
And for me it sounded like ring of the knell.

As I was jobless, I did as he said,
Followed him, with my face totally red.

In the hell I saw people being served with bowls of delicious food,
But still unhappy and hungry they stood.
The only problem I saw was-
The spoon that was given wasn’t enough
For them to eat the given stuff,
It was 4-feet long and eating by it was really tough.

I understood the reason for their unhappiness,
And also why it is called “HELL OF THE MESS”

We then entered heaven, yes there
Where St. Peter was questioning Bevan.
I moved on to find the same thing here,
Similar food in similar bowls were being served there,
Even the spoon were the same,
Those 4-feet long without any name,
And yet happy and contended they looked,
By looking at this I was hooked.

I asked Masked man what was the reason,
As even here the food was the same
Even the spoon was the same
But still people looked happy and enjoyed the game.

He answered back saying there is nothing to bother,
Here in heaven people just feed one another...

And this opened my eyes to find myself in the bed,
Stunned I was with this dream I saw as I said.

By now I had realized the secret of joy,
To serve others let be girl or boy,
And thus we can make this earth as heaven
And St. Peter won’t need to question Bevan.

“ YOU HELP OTHERS, AND,
YOU WILL BE HELPED “

-Abhinava Sharma "Deep"