“The secret to happiness
Is low expectations”
That’s how we’re told to lead our lives.
But what of promises that echo through time?
Words of a Father so sublime,
He speaks of hope, of riches untold,
Of life in Him, which never grows old
Of plans and futures yet unseen,
Of Heaven, golden and green,
Of peace and love through trials and strife,
And after all, eternal life….
Steven Kator Iorfa
©2026
Once, as a child, I peered through my window
I saw the Skies smile
And the Earth come alive
The Sky flashed her eyelids and lightening tore across the ends of the world
She breathed in, and the waves of the sea rose high into the air
She breathed out, and the wind blew across the lands
All across the North and down to the South
The wind blew like an harmattan.
She shone her eyes down the Earth
Fastening her gaze upon the hills
Then flashed her eyelids again and there were more lightening
Slicing through the darkness
And
Cutting through the trees
She sighed and the thunders gathered from within her
Sneezed and the thunders exploded out
Shaking the walls and causing my window frames to quiver
And my frail heart to
pound.
Then there was calm.
She whistled
And from her lips blew the wind
The calm wind with the still sounds
It was the making of rain
I took a peek behind the scenes
And I saw
That the Skies had unzipped
She was urinating upon the earth
It was calm, cool and soothing
The rain pouring down on us.
Steven Kator Iorfa
© 2020
Christ a poet 