Eyes fixed on the same favourite spot of green.
Still in terror from last night; outburst in the episode of watermelon’s scene.
Sitting here, I could still hear those words ringing repeatedly.
I know I have to escape from such disturbing things.
Lights were switched on suddenly,
Your presence, yes, was in my dream.
The contents began unfolding,
Each details started playing so vividly.
Pondering those countless whys in that dream,
No one else but second aunt shared the same vision as me.
You said you wanted to have my body so that you can speak,
Dad agreed that I should lend and give.
I made my choice finally,
My concerns were waiting for addressing.
Pardon me but I have expressed with a firm believing,
In Jesus’s name, I made my choice clearly,
and before I knew it,
I was awaken to the sound of birds’ chirping.