The Story Of How Water Entered Coconut. Poem by Ojoo Isaac

Once the coconut lived in a white room alone. One day he woke up to find water in his room. Angrily he asked water how she got inside because the door was closed and there was no leak or way in. 'I don't know, ask him' Water replied. 'Ask who? ' Coconut confusedly asked, opened his window and found no one outside. Again he asked how water got in and the answer was the same 'I don't know, ask him' Coconut threatened to send water away and she finally said 'Ask God. Only he knows how i got into your room'

I quoted in my play 'In the weaving of wise errors' 'Only Odomankoma knows the scribbles of his creation'
Indeed, no one knows how water enters the coconut but God knows. Only God knows what no man can ever know. Our fates and destiny report to him. He is wonderful. Thank you