Okoyo Charles

Rookie - 20 Points (20th November 1989 / warri)

The Dark Room

Its was a cold night filled with storms and drops of lashing
waters, my hands wrapped with the shade, it wind brought with
it sounds of whispers from miles apart.. Yet like a stream of
water my thought stirred in search of comfort. As I stared at
my roof each flashes of lightening hit the dark room and brought
me inch close to my comfort. A calm grip on my eyes
dragged me shrivelled into an unconscious peace with a
smile on my face.
At two am, The intense ravage of the cold kept my arms

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