Entertainment Manager

So I died and went to heaven

Because of my saintly deeds

I was promoted to cloud seven

I was greeted at the pearly white gates

With flowers, music and wine

Elated I entered the heavenly estates

My happiness was so profound

As the enormity of realization

Hit me as I entered the cloudy compound

My guide showed me to my elegent home

That would be my eternal abode

A Space full of wonders, my own private zone

Life in heaven started in absolute awe

New experiences everywhere

Such beauty I never saw

I wandered far and wide taking in the sights

Meeting angelic strangers

Accepting their generous invites

I lived this life of a traveller for ages

Never having a moment dull

A life of no worry, no work, no earning wages

After a while everything loses its charm

As excitement became a routine

I was quite alarmed

Returning home I decided to go easy

Put my feet on the table

Read books and just be lazy

The books sustained me for a while

And few decades went by

But boredom crept close, turning me hostile

I turned to meditation to fight against boredom

But deep breathing and chanting didn't help

To maintain my mental decorum

Desperate I reached to the heavenly health line

With my question about

How exactly to spend my eternal time

They calmly heard my detailed plight

Noted down my symptoms

Gave an appointment after a fortnight

The Angelic doctor heard my complaint

Fix my appointment

In the department of Entertainment

My job was suppose to be simple and fun

I had to find avenues of entertainment

For others eternal boredom

This was terrible I thought

How could I help others with their boring lives

When I was myself distraught

Despite my doubts I took up the position

Planned travels for newly dead being

Or parties, gatherings or fun expedition

Having something new to do was pleasing

It gave me some purpose

Made life interesting

A few years in this job and again the complaining started

This time it wasn't just me

But even the other dearly departed

I could take no more complaints of eternal blandness

And approached my Angelic supervisor

She looked at me with with a mischievous smile and eyes of kindness

She said - That's why we make souls Entertainment Managers

When folks realize how difficult it can be

To entertain someone for an eternity

They stop complaining to us about their dull routines

Find their own entertainment means

Since you are now wiser and aware of this reality

I hope to hear no more complaints

Of boredom with your infinite mortality