he creeps to his hole
to see no light
and goes outside,
when it gets cloudy;
afraid of being blinded,
afraid of being stabbed
by the sun's sharpened blades
of sunshine.

he avoided the sun
for six hundred days,
bought dark shades to cover
his windows,
microdozed the light
to get confused and dazed,
and got lost behind
his thick doors.

and he blamed the sun
for being too bight
and not letting him out
of his shady hole,
but he was the one
not to accept the light
that the welcoming sun
has brought.