Just A Little Patch Of Heaven Poem by Preston Mwiinga

little patch of heaven makes me smile, it restores my hope, I long to be in that beautiful place.
A little patch of heaven is a place beyond the pines,
Rivers flow like and the waters are calm like the unstired morning waters in a river.
A little patch of heaven reminds of that sweet city that flowlishes with milk and honey, a city of gold which means that I dont have to be a jerabo.
Segregation is unheard of, violence is a taboo, class is just a name, peace our driving force.
Unity reminding us we are one.
Death will out of bounds because in a game of chess there is no reverse.
Just a little patch of heaven to be with my Saviour, go on a picnic with him and him how it was on the cross.
Just a little patch of heaven