” *The Day That Went Dark*”
The day that went dark,
My pen turned to a dog and barked,
A shiver ran down my spine,
I couldn’t control the turbulent ink,
And I asked oneself, why would this day go dark?
The dog barked against the disappearance of my blood,
The ink was gushing turbulently because that’s my last blood.
Now I’m left with water, yes! so tasteless,
And I remembered the day, that went dark,
Still wondering why that day really went dark.
© *Udekwe, Chikadibia J.J.*
(No omen no Jeomen)
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