Chaotic misadventures of yesterdays
Conquering the unheard lethal whispers of death
Violently shackled my life.

“Hallelujah!”

As the loving hands of our Almighty God
Touch of oblivion
The crimson thoughts and arts vanished.

The unworthy deed and madness gone.
“I am worth
For what I am will be the marvelous ending.”

Henious memories to hurricane of learnt.