A Christian Died

A Christian died and ended at the pearly gate Standing in line waiting to hear their final fate, In front and behind them they saw and felt no hate But, long was the wait. Then when it was finally their turn They had no worries and not one concern, As their final ever lasting destination they were eager to learn They knew undoubtedly, that they would not burn. . Jesus asked the Christian, "what they were doing here"? "This is Heaven", they said to him, to make their self clear, They just died and here they just did appear And happily they were to enter heaven with their loved ones dear. Jesus then looked and searched for their known fruits But, all he found was Jewelry, cash, credit cards and suits, And also their reconstructed attributes And also all their grassroots. In life you didn't do want you were required to do When myself and my teachings you never truly applied or knew, From me you walked away and you never grew Then the Christian said, "I lived the life you wanted me to". You were told to love thy neighbor, but you deported them all You were told to help the poor and needy, but you watched them fall, And whenever your soul I tried to call You! just put a post-it note on the wall. I wanted you to feed the hungry, but you instead took lunches away But, it was because of the budget you constantly did say, While those poor and needy hungry children did go hungry and pray You then treated and fed the wealthy, every single day. I condemned adultery and lust wherever it thrives And the sin that it drives, It is written in the Bible and in all of Heaven's archives But, you praised a man who cheated on everyone of his wives More generous and charitable I wanted you to be But, once again you didn't believe or trusted in me, What you did and didn't do, I did see You cared for your own wealth, because eggs aren't free. I do not stand for hatred, but you criticized people for who they are If they didn't believe like you, them you would bar, You saw yourself constantly as a smart and intelligent star And you saw them only as a scab, a scar. You were suppose to be kind, but of course you were not You made fun of everyone not like you, you sought, Hate and bigotry is all that you ever taught Sin, from your belief is all that you got. "I went to church every Sunday", the Christian then cried After meeting and listening to Jesus on the day that he died, "I also gave tithes and a ton of money", the Christian applied Then the Christian noticed, that the road wasn't wide. Randy L. McClave