My Testament

As my hope gets weaker and weaker,
The day draws ever so closer and quicker.
And death calls me deeper in it' s lair,
My hope weakened in unexception from others.

They all compare me and wish me to be someone else,
Someone else i can' t be even if i try to be.
So my creator summons me back to remold and re-personalise me back,
Back to a new shape and form in a new wolrd and family.

A family whch will accept me for who i am,
As the days and nights passes by the sights comes and goes.
Visions flashes back to me in dreams,
Vision of things yet to be finished and still to be started;
But i have to finish before my time is up and i am allowed to leave this life!!!!

by R.V.Q.L.S.