Sunday, October 01, 2006

Thou shall be a racist ?

Go ahead, raise your fists, punch it in the air,
shout it out loud, and to the whole world
that we are against racism !
This can not go on forever !
When will we have the basic human decency and courage
to unmask ourselves ?

But friends, will you feel offended,
If I tell you,
people who shout the loudest against racisms,
are in fact,
the worst culprits in our manipulated minds.
We are indeed an unconsciously arrogant racists.
Beneath that thick skins of ours,
do we still have a soul ?

So much bigotry, and so much intolerant,
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the sensitivity of Racists ----- }
You do not have to look around you.
look deep within yourself,
feel your hearts and emotions.
Be responsible, and accounts for your actions.

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the sensitivity of racists ----}
When things does not work out,
you lashed out inflammatory words
to incite hatred against others.
If you are not racist, then what are you ?
A god fearing human rights activists ?

You defined, redefined, and expanded the definitions
to justify your your immoral actions.
But my friends, would I be wrong to say that,
your ultimate actions are ultimately engineered
to deny other segments of society to enjoy equal rights and justice ?

Would I be wrong to say that,
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sensitivity of racists ---- }

You can go around the world shedding crocodile tears,
championing the rights of others in other parts of the world.
The question I would like to put forward to you is,
do you honestly think you can fool yourselves of your deceiveful personality ?
A man have no shame and no remorse of his immoral actions,
is in need of spiritual help to cleanse his ignorances.

My friends,
that is only so much I can say.
But I appeal to you, let the basic human decency prevails.
Let us all be God fearing, and let us all do the rights things.
Let us all all move in unison to praise the Almighty.
Let us all remove the hatreds and xenophobia from our hearts.
Let us all cultivate a better future in this land for our children.
Let us all look forward to tomorrow with hearts and souls.......


I dedicate this Song Of Innocence from William Blake to you :

The Little Black Boy
by William Blake

My mother bore me in the southern wild,
And I am black, but oh! my soul is white.
White as an angel is the English child,
But I am black as if bereaved of light.

My mother taught me underneath a tree,
And, sitting down before the heat of day,
She took me on her lap and kissed me,
And, pointing to the East, began to say:

'Look at the rising sun: there God does live,
And gives His light, and gives His heat away,
And flowers and trees and beasts
and men receive Comfort in morning, joy in the noonday.

'And we are put on earth a little space,
That we may learn to bear the beams of love;
And these black bodies and this sunburnt face
Are but a cloud, and like a shady grove.

'For when our souls have learned the heat to bear,
The cloud will vanish; we shall hear His voice,
Saying, "Come out from the grove, my love and care,
And round my golden tent like lambs rejoice."'

Thus did my mother say, and kissed me,
And thus I say to little English boy.
When I from black and he from white cloud free,
And round the tent of God like lambs we joy,

I'll shade him from the heat till he can bear
To lean in joy upon our Father's knee;
And then I'll stand and stroke his silver hair,
And be like him, and he will then love me.

Thursday, September 28, 2006

I weep no more for the unborn son.

Today is a strange day. I woke up with an unknown rage or perhaps discomforts. I do not enjoy my breakfast, and I even tried to find fault with the poor lady serving me my regular fried noodles. I refused to talk to my wife and maintain my irritating silent through out the morning. That silent rage is irrational, for what reason, I don't know.

My purchaser take too long a time to issue my requested Purchase Order. My wife, who is my Finance Manager in the office refused to issue the payment cheque because she insisted the documentation is not complete. I look into my brother's cubicle, and as usual, he is in the office late again. My delivery Technician forgot to pick-up the pick list to pick up my order. And my clients has been calling repeatedly to remind me the urgency of an unfulfilled order. What a day. As usual, I take a slow climb one floor above into my meeting room, open my bookmarks to read some poems. A desperate attempt to calm down my incomprehensible discomforts for today. It is indeed very difficult to assemble a bunch of educated cats and trying to make them focus on the same direction

I have no appetite for lunch, and decided to pick up the pick list and be a delivery boy for half a day. On my way back to my office, trying to avoid the traffic jams and paying tolls, I decided to take a detour via the frontal road of Sunway Medical Centre. It was a mistake. Strange things do happen, as I passed by the Sunway Medical Centre, I see an image and felt the presence of my unborn son. Was it clouds in my eye or my short sightedness. Nevertheless, the presence was felt, the energy was real, and I am pretty sure, it is the "spirit" of my unborn son whose life was medically terminated many years ago in that medical centre, and I can't even remembered what year was it.

I am an emotionally very stable person. I pulled my car to the side of road not far away from the medical centre, for the obvious reason to reassure myself of what I felt was merely a fragment of past unpleasant memories playing trick on me. I just don't know, for a fraction of a moment, emotion just overtook my rationality. Tears flow freely and trickled down my face. Son, I have never seen your face, and I have never named you a name. But I do missed you. Did I made the right decision then ? If only I made my decision otherwise, would I still have the opportunity to carry you on my lap ? Would I still have the privilege to be called Daddy by you ? I really do not know. Son, I have made a cruel decision in order to be kind for you. I honestly do. Believe me, it was the most difficult decision of my life. And I do sincerely wish, no father will have to go through this kind of inhumane clinical decision.

Son, I wish you the best in your "next life" and I shall always pray for you. I have accepted my faith that we are just not faithed to be father and son. I have learned to let you go. And I do hope, one day, my silent tears of sorrows will turn to tears of joys, knowing fully that God and angels is taking good care of you. Son, as a father, I know you do love me. For many years, I have been fantasizing your images in my dreams. I have been carrying the guilts of my decision. But please go, go to the loving arms of God and angels. I know how to be strong, and I know how take good care myself. Life must go on, as cheerfully as possible.....

My drive back to office was aimless. It was like an eternity. But I did managed to reach office safely and emotionally composed.
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This post is revisted on 15th Oct 2006
Tears In Heaven
by Eric Clapton and Will Jennings

Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?

I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.

Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven?

I'll find my way
Through night and day,
'Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven.

Time can bring you down,
Time can bend your knees.
Time can break your heart,
Have you begging please, begging please.

Beyond the door,
There's peace
I'm sure,
And I know there'll be no more
Tears in heaven.

Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know
I don't belong
Here in heaven.
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Sunday, September 24, 2006

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