And there was light
To illuminate my inward mind
And there was light
To prove its incandescent kind.

But this dream had become incongruous
Or was it I who was ignorant?
Ignorant of the kingship of dreams to reality
And its transcending power
To the messages I transceive
To illuminate my one eyed perspective.

And there was reality
And there was light
And there was a dream
Or wouldn’t it be put backwards?



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About the Author:


Okuwoga Eyimofe is a student writer who loves art and literature. He trains to be a good communicator and writer. His muses are words.