A poem by Simon Tester
Looking Directly At The Sun
The burning is real, this pain that I feel.
Take me to hospital, I need a doctor
I’m not joking, my eyes are smoking
Take me to hospital, I need a doctor
I think I’ve gone blind, this can’t be what God had in mind
Take me to hospital, I need a doctor
Please drive faster and go and fetch my pastor
Take me to hospital, I need a doctor
According to Dan, this must be God’s plan.
Take me home, I’m now a blind man.
The Story
This poem captures the time when I decided to view a solar eclipse, unfortunately, I misread the date and time of the eclipse, and instead found myself staring directly at the sun for a considerable amount of time. This left me with impaired sight for a number of weeks. People claim the sparkle and glint that they now see in my eyes may be as a result of this event.