I Wish I Could Steal the Sun has statements on avarice, misery, loss, and love. The continual inhumanity and humiliation of many by a few, best explains the sad searing complexities of the human mind and its suave inclination to unleash inexplicable evil - a vivid reflection of the conjurations and machinations of man’s little and large indiscretions. To ensure this dominance and degradation, the sun is stolen from many hearts and homes. These poems attempt through short whiplash verses, shuttles between ruses, displacements and enchantments while affirming and acknowledging upsurges of light in the dissipating gloom.