DIARY OF A BLIND BOY
💦 Diary Of A Blind Boy 💦
A dark clouds brew
His eyes became blue
He felt so low it seems
Since he could no longer see.
He cries a rivers of sea,
Then one day,
He heard of a man who was passing;
Who spoke of many lessons.
He looked into a line,
But could not see anything.
He was told of Him that fed multitudes;
Without minding their attitudes.
The boy looked and saw;
A white cloud descending;
Like a dove ascending,
Suddenly, he could see everyone again.
He is now truly born-again!
©Prince Ojoka
#WorldPoetryDay2026
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DIARY OF A BLIND BOY
