Waiting For Rebirths Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

Waiting For Rebirths

It hasn't changed,
The world was still a dark place last night
The torries were dark, the church stepples unavailiable, abominations, walked the lands,
And deaths everywhere was inevitable,

I was a walking deformation,
I was a walking disease terminals waitingfor eternity's makeups,

Back to the master's hands,
Back for his resuscitations, restart where death may assumed another identities, his husky voice for another arousals, another transformations,
A day when i can start, becoming a baby again.