Still on my bed, lying helplessly
Couldn't hear the noise from the alarm
And it's past time,
But I couldn't wake up.

Just after several moment
I felt the wind again
And my senses were unlocked.
My eyes were opened
and my sight were restored...

Then I could hear the clicking of the crickets
And my nostrils were not closed
Neither was my mouth locked.

Few moments after all these happened,
Just without noticing much of all these benefits.

I stretched my hands toward my alarm
And I felt bad,
Then, nerves sprang forth my legs,
Lo and behold I was on my feet
Then my mouth exclaimed;
"It's past time"

But there's nothing I can do about it
Because "my alarm couldn't wake me up...
Nevertheless the Lord my Creator
that know how to ring better and louder than an alarm
Brought me back on my feet and alive,
Yet still made me enjoy all of his benefits
Just as He has always done in the past !
My real Alarm.

#Writcopoem

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