The Day Of Promise Poem by Babajide Adepoju

By the angels who extract with violence

And by those who remove with ease

And by those who glide

And those who race other in a race

Hearts that day will tremble

Faces will look miserable

Sapiens in the presence of the most high

Standing in rows

Thousands on the left

Thousands on the right

Sapiens who don't know their fate

Those who are saved from the fire

Are indeed successful

Whoever does good

Equal to an atom's weight

Will see it

Whoever does bad equal to an atom's weight

Will see it.