Succumb

Nothing is never clear with thoughts
The will,the passion,the faith is fought
Cosmetic preferential beings of industrial fate
Walls of pain,doubt,fear,loneliness,never i prevail
Dear i have never known we will be unveiled
Constant feelings of bearing within i consume
Succumbed i comprehend my life of waste and dwellings
Unsuspecting skeptics breaking us, beats us down
Believing nothing, i have nothing to show, they will frown
Passion of unwavering belief,in itself i will fade away and drown

A video that made my tears trickled down

Rumblings

There is so much of nothing to be said
There is so much of anything to be said
Many of my hearts yearning
Emptiness dwells within and selective suicide compels
Affordability is questioned,is prodded,is elective,is awaken
Hold to the truth of my principles
Rumblings of my mind's inner me
Sins of mistakes, remorse burns,it grows,consumes till....
Tears welled up,through the eyes of the unseen left behind they felt
Years of pain,death an escape,till death, alone he bears his loneliness
Hearts blackened by consumption,by pride,by self-importance
Steps never taken and we will never again be graciously saved.....
Warmth of love to be embraced, having nothing brings calmness....

Unwanted Children

During every national day is never a very patriotic day for me coz for one i have never believed of an authoritarian state like ours.Given the chance i leave this state in a heart beat,probably go to a lest 'safe' place but i would have my rights and freedom close to me without any fear or scare tactics being shoved into u by the ruling party.
My experiences in my previous job in the Army(i was a regular) has taught me many unpleasant things,i guess its true that the colour of your skin does take u far.For instance my first posting as a regular was to a Artillary camp,a malay boy going to a artillary camp mmmm i must have impressed people in the top brass to give such a posting but no a rude awakening awaits me.My Battary Sargeant Major first words upon seing his new specialist was 'are u supposed to be here'then in one breath 'here no malay cookhouse'.I'm like damn what the hell so malays are only good for eating cook house food!!!!!!!.So with that incident comes waves of others, that tested me and my beliefs in the system but i snap within and all i have now is resentment in the system and the governance of this country coz this country don't trust me enough.This entry is to reaffirm what sph writer nurdianah wrote in the papers recently 'why i feel the least favourite child'.I was at awed in what she wrote coz it is very true that these things do happen and i can testify to that.