Savage beasts hanging by the thread on the litchi branch,
shrieking in despair and fright.
Dead arise out of the ashes deep inside the cement slab at the cemetery.
The world has forgotten the dead, thinking, they are sleeping peacefully.
They are the beasts and can see the anger of the dead rising like phantom.
They slowly approach the beast as they freeze atop the branches of the litchi tree.
Trees are shaking violently.
Calamity struck their existence as they implore the God of Death.
The ones that can’t be seen rose like the phoenix and burst out of their abode.
It’s the day of resurrection.