Reality versus Fantasy

It was unbelievable of what my eyes set on its view. Things that were thought unachievable by our forefathers are now in the grasp of the people. I looked around and what I saw was inexplicable. This can’t be happening, I thought to myself. How could it be? From the place I came, men don’t know the value of one another. They rip the life of another without heaving a reason for it but this place is somehow different. Majestic it was for I saw a young man lying by the street was helped by another who barely even knew him. Wars were no more.

People from different lands, different roots and different belief treat one another as equal and not savages. The news of bombs falling from the sky was unheard of. Different were things there. For eyes could have played tricks on its owner, I closed mine and rubbed it hard to check whether it was blasphemy of what I am seeing but it was all truth and nothing but it. Fantasy it was I thought, the very same fantasy the people from where I came from long to have and own. Most of them if not all. This is what we called the Real Peace of The New World. I let myself rejoice for awhile in this wonderland for I saw of was what my generation could only dream of.

Shouts were heard, so loud it was I hurled up and saw the woman that brought me to this world. Weary but still pretty in her own way, I thought. I ran down the house I lived in for the past 7 years and straight to the field. There I saw kids of different skin colours laughing with each other. Happy they were. The same happiness I long for everyone that share the same land as me. I reminisce of the fantasy I had by the field with the background of laughter of the kids. Something hit me in the face, it was a torn newspaper brought by the wind. I read and it was the same old stories I have heard the past 17 years I have walk on this land.

In the midst of this man slaughter and butchery. I stop awhile to ponder. Men, the one in power tries to inflict negativity and fears to the oppressed. For they themselves are daunted by the unseen. It is in us, the great Homo sapiens to lose our faith and strength to what lies in the shadow. Often achieving far less than we perceive. For we are proud to call this the “New World” but it is for nothing.

Far than what our eyes can see all over the globe. Mothers and sons are lying down on earth late at night without really sleeping. How can they? For bombs could explode any second and rip their loved ones from their arms. In other parts of the land, sons growl at their mothers for their food are not to their expensive liking. It’s a pity and ungrateful of what us, men have become. This land, long before was sacred and full of peace but now the oppressed remains to be oppressed for nothing they could do. Hands that intend to help are tied tight. So they lie still and do they only thing they can, hope.

If men could just stop and forget about their roots and fight for real humanity all these could be put to an end but too many priests that lead our march and parade live with mask and many are tricked into believing them. Thousands die every day at the barrel of guns. Cries and sorrow are a daily routine. The criminal often escapes and fingers are pointed at the victim. What has happened to the real peace we proudly chant every day? Blown by the wind of gold? Are we blind not to see the obvious for the obvious are clearly spread right before our eyes?

Today I wake up and bathe thinking as far in the horizon of what food are my sisters and brothers have to fill in their empty stomach whilst I put aside the yolk for it is not to my liking. Ungrateful and arrogant we have become but still proud for nothing. Remember, Allah (God) is watching. Sounds of kids shouting in pain brought me back from my deep thoughts. After giving a hand, I limped back home, devastated, in the realization of what I dreamt was just a mere fantasy. Fantasy that is crush in the wake of the reality that all the serenity I saw was just a utopia.

Today when I lay my head on the soft pillow, I dream of tomorrow that when I wake up, men stand hand in hand and wage a war in the fight for one another without looking at their roots but for what is right. I dream there will be tranquillity and serenity far in the horizon and everywhere man can breathe. I, the young generation and the leader of tomorrow’s world can hand and only hope that when Reality Versus Fantasy it wins hands down for I want to love in a real New World of peace and hope.

Life as a 17

It's 3.39 A.M and I'm typing in the dark,
I started thinking
Life as a 17 isnt hard,well that is not what your parents will say
They will say "what do you know" "You havent seen the real,cruel world yet"
Thing is I'm just 17 not 56, When I'm 17, I view the world as a 17 not 43 or 34 but AS a 17
And when You are 17,coping with time is hard,studying is troublesome,love is a headache,teachers are full of shit, and parents are simply pain in the neck.
I ain't complaining,since there are tonnes of others who are going through the same thing
Just that, at times things get hard and it slows you down and it makes you fall
When you trembles and shake and the one who are close to you can't seem to realize, the one who sits next to you in class couldn't be bothered, it hurts
At times, you just feel like running, but where to?
The streets isn't a cozy place to lie your head down, money doesn't just appear if you make your stupid face.
So most of the time,you don't run, coz if you run parents are going to be your worst nighmare.
They'll kill you and your misery ends there but you wouldn't want that to happen right since you are still a freaking VIRGIN(it's another matter if you are not).
You just life through the life you terribly hate
when Exams come knocking in your life,well to put it simply,your life become worse
for the CUTE girls, pimples start popping everywhere their eyes could set it's views on
Late night studies = headache
Worst case scenario is you get sick
Results come out and you get some pretty and colourful report card
Parents start opening their mouth and nag,nag
Teachers add some spice to it
Parents nag nag nag
Life is like face-fucking you isn't it?
God couldn't be cruel-er
Life is just a hell of a place, you'd wish you were dreaming far far away where every of your single dream to be with some HOT actor or megan fox come true
but be real
This isn't Alice in Wonderland
This is 2010
Where life fucks you in the face and there is nothing you can do about it
You are 17, you've got friends and some non-stop-battery-equipped-parents-who-nag-24-7
Far away people are running from being shot in the ass by some bombs
Far away, people search in trash for some food
Far away,people sleep on dirt and soil
Far away, you wouldn't wanna imagine far away
Exam,Chores,Nagging,Love sicks,Pimples,Choices
They arent too bad even if they fuck you in the face
Coz life isnt cozier on the other side
You are You and I am I,we live life ,though not the same one but acceptable
thankful we should be
Though some are far from having gold under their pillow
At the very least we are living under a roof
Not to say,let's sit here and gets your ball rotten just because you have a life
But for goodness sake
Stop being pathetic
Stop whining and say god is bad
Stop all these shit
Coz you are better than that
We are HOMO SAPIENS,FOR GOD's SAKE

The best creature (well that's what WE!!! say)
let's not lose our balls for the unseen
Shaken by the unknowns
Lost to the unthinkable
Afraid of the Shadows
Forget of Our Souls

Reminiscence of the past
and Imagine of Tomorrow
Hold Tight For today
Prepare For the Tide
Coz We are nearly there
The Battle might be lost
but the war aint over

We can achieve what we percieve,
We are the leaders of the revolution
We are John Connor
And for that
I will brave through my life as a 17
Persevere,and pull through
Even though life as a 17 fucks me in the face