A slow step back to when my eyes
harboured heavy clouds in them.
Clouds whose rain fall trailed down
the smooth lane of my chuby cheeks.
A slow step back, my feet was frozen.
Frozen like fresh fish in a cold freezer.
Oh! How my eyes had lost its glowy glint
like a cat’s, when it’s ninth life is taken.
Two steps forward, my feet is defrozed.
My eyes are shiny like a 600 watt bulb.
The clouds in my eyes are melted, the
sun is out. This is how I like my sun rise.
™ Joy Okwori.