Treasure Island

Chris Jibero

(Ugbawka)

A Recap of Manna


Heaven rumbled
While angels were blasting
Clouds gently gathered
But the skies lit up
With flashes of lightning
Providing ample lighting
At the gigantic quarry
And heaven groaned
And groaned
And groaned
As a woman in labour
And the weather went dour
But benign
Because the antagonistic atmosphere
Suddenly became so friendly
To the body

Pellets of heavy raindrops
Clattered on aluminum rooftops
As though heaven's army
Was invading earth
Whose face they covered
With white shells of ammunition
That quickly melted
To assuage earth's taste
And a sweet smell envelopes the air
As heaven and earth entwined
In a sizzling romance
And heavenly wafers filled the earth
Children and adults picking, licking
And cheerfully praising God
A recap of manna in the wilderness.


(c) Chris Jibero.10/04/2012.

Submitted: Wednesday, April 11, 2012
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