The Awakening - Poem by Joseph Teo
Petrified, that's how you look
With Dread and fear you shook.
Don't turn away, my heart's so bared
My howl is not a scare.
Bring life to you that's what I do.
Isn't that a Lily you hold in hand?
So why the scream when my eyes they flash
And my voice is but a boom.
So away you go into your homes
With lock and key in hand.
Once again I've failed, your mind I cannot bend.
But my covenant it'll stay, 'So nice! ' you say as
My color trail leaves a bend.
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