A gruelling 4 months just passed, there were several casualties yet all of us survived. The run down on things, I came, I saw, and I was jobless. Greener pastures were never meant to be easy, you'll stumble on a mirage that'll take your attention and before you know it everything's gone. It was a rude awakening for me because I suddenly found myself back to square one. Well, here I am now, a new work and a lot of getting used too. Hopefully this trip will last longer than the previous one.
A good thing to remember about this year, finally I changed my cordao. My first ever batizado, I was not satisfied with what I did but I got it. Next year I'll try to get a new one, a color that will make me proud somehow. A better game will spice it up I guess, I'll try to get my feet moving again as often as possible.Hmm I'm praying that I can gather enough money so that I can join the Singapore batizado next year. A new year is about to start and I still have no direction, am I dumb or what?
You're mind suspended in thin air you're soul stagnant in between time and space, yourself torn between drifts and tides.
Sunday, December 25, 2005
Season? What Season?
Oh my forsaken life, another day has passed and I'm still here dying in vain. Everybody's jolly about the season, hell yeah they are. No money in their pockets and they're still smiling, there must be something cooking within those thin cracked skulls.
It's the season for giving and loving, yeah right, you won't love a pocked face bastard right? Giving? Sounds like the media is getting too deep into your skull, well not just the media it's a well cooked stew by the business devils.
I've been waiting to here about government officials extending their help to the desperately needy, well I did saw a few of them on TV but it's all about the exposure. Everytime they do something it's them wearing their game face. Sure we see them helping, handing out donations and all, but whats the scheme? Where did the money come from? We won't know unless we try to open our eyes, the way I see it they're using our tax for they're selfish deeds.
Yesterday I saw this show on TV, it was nice to know that this pretty host has a big heart for the needy. But wait there's more, why the hell is she giving alms to the scumbags who clutter the streets like frenzy? These people never wanted to improve their lives. The camera saw them sitting at the gutters waiting for something to happen, well that's what I saw I must be wrong but the hell I did'nt liked the idea. Poverty already ate our society and it's a tough battle that will not end soon, but what are we doing about it? Hundreds of families moving from their province to the metro hoping that lady luck favors them. We ought to be called Luck Hunters because for most of us it 's all about the saying "Come what may" or the word that is "Destiny".
Our children needs help, you see them walking around the metro asking for money, dying because of the worthless parents who left them. They try to work their butts out from dusk till dawn just so that they have their petty salary for lack of a better word. I'm sorry because the mere thought of these infuriates me.
These kids need our help, they need our attention and we need to know who they are, better yet we need to know who really needs our help.
I'm not in the position to say these things, but hey its just me.... Wow I'm starting to sound like a human rights activist.
What I clamour is not what I seek, yet what I seek is the one I released. Time and space does not declare what we are and how we are. Have we asked ourselves who we are or what we are? Many times we answered positively but have we considered asking did I make a difference? Did I give my soul what it needs?
It's the season for giving and loving, yeah right, you won't love a pocked face bastard right? Giving? Sounds like the media is getting too deep into your skull, well not just the media it's a well cooked stew by the business devils.
I've been waiting to here about government officials extending their help to the desperately needy, well I did saw a few of them on TV but it's all about the exposure. Everytime they do something it's them wearing their game face. Sure we see them helping, handing out donations and all, but whats the scheme? Where did the money come from? We won't know unless we try to open our eyes, the way I see it they're using our tax for they're selfish deeds.
Yesterday I saw this show on TV, it was nice to know that this pretty host has a big heart for the needy. But wait there's more, why the hell is she giving alms to the scumbags who clutter the streets like frenzy? These people never wanted to improve their lives. The camera saw them sitting at the gutters waiting for something to happen, well that's what I saw I must be wrong but the hell I did'nt liked the idea. Poverty already ate our society and it's a tough battle that will not end soon, but what are we doing about it? Hundreds of families moving from their province to the metro hoping that lady luck favors them. We ought to be called Luck Hunters because for most of us it 's all about the saying "Come what may" or the word that is "Destiny".
Our children needs help, you see them walking around the metro asking for money, dying because of the worthless parents who left them. They try to work their butts out from dusk till dawn just so that they have their petty salary for lack of a better word. I'm sorry because the mere thought of these infuriates me.
These kids need our help, they need our attention and we need to know who they are, better yet we need to know who really needs our help.
I'm not in the position to say these things, but hey its just me.... Wow I'm starting to sound like a human rights activist.
What I clamour is not what I seek, yet what I seek is the one I released. Time and space does not declare what we are and how we are. Have we asked ourselves who we are or what we are? Many times we answered positively but have we considered asking did I make a difference? Did I give my soul what it needs?
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