The Life Changer
Brain betrays his reaction,
Eyes and all skull.
He went asleep while my orbs opened ajar, Sorrowful moment of heart.
Brain sleeping but heart breathing fearfully,
All dress wrathful, because mind lacks peace
Toward test to be held on 20th of April.
The Day I’ve longed for here, fearful,
my hand seized.
Suddenly sorrow arose,
And my finger refuse testifying my identity.
My hand, why have you turn your back at me?
Why have you put me in this forlorn state of mind?
Blood, why have you put me in the shadow of impossibility?
Vein, why have you not called for your blood? Biometric suddenly turned "The Life Changer."
But why did my finger hurt me that way?
It ignored every treatment.
God, your authority is of no one to question,
But why have you watched from that far distance?
Why have you not intervened quickly?
Ten fingers of mine ask you on your way,
But certainly, know you knows it all.
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