Monday, May 31, 2010

IS THIS SPORT?... OR CRUELTY...


In the name of sports... We created anything to further
enhance our living body into greatest maximum...
By using elements and technology
we have reached far from our limit strength...
to inspired and to shown glorious momento of our time...
But sometimes our limitless intellect created challenge
so extremes for us to bear and endure...
This is some of the manners...

(Credited pictures from other websites)

BOXING - Two men wearing boxers facing each other...
In a square arena... With another one as a referee...
The rule of this game is.... Punching each other
until one fall down or knock-out/k.o...
You can dug, you can upper-cut but you are forbidden to hit below the belt...
You can bleed, You face swollen as been hit by powerful blows manytime...
You can get tumor in your brain or worse innerbleed
that turn you blind or paralyze forever...
People cheering you up... You be the champion...
You get honored... All over the country...
This is a contest... If this a sport...
But it's all about one thing for sure...
It all about business... It all about money...


BULLFIGHT - A Spanish or Portuguese or Latin American spectacle;
a matador baits and (usually) kills a bull
in an arena before many spectators...

You are a MATADOR...
You were left alone with a raging bull...
With you only a red cape and an attitude...
A raging bull that had been poked with electric current or left for hunger...
So it's mad... The bull charged at you as you scream Toro!Toro!...
As it miss you by inch... Like belly dancer you escaped many times
of it charging horns and spectator arousing for more...
After several times the bull grow tired... This is when you pull your sword...
You stabbed it near it neck with many swords already prepared...
Blood is pouring... The bull is dying... And then it felt...
You raised up your hands in the center of the arena...
The crowds is cheering for you throwing flowers as showing of gratitude...
Bravo!Bravo!... You are proud as you have kill a bull...
For no reason as in sport ingloriously....


HUNTING - The pursuit and killing or capture of wild animals
regarded as a sport Arms with rifle or crossbow...
With a bunch of friends or all alone....

You aim, you shoot... You shoot to kill... There is no other choice....
Name it... Say your prize... With fangs,hind legs, flippers or wings...
It's all in the game... You hunt, you pursuit... Sometimes with canines...
They were the best sweeper... They can smell blood...
You aim for the head... You always aim for the head...
It's the best offense... You can hear it squall...
You watch them... As their last breaths... Their muscle nudging...
until it turn stiff... You leaved many orphans animals cried...
As you gestured with your proud slaying photos...


WRESTLING - The sport of hand-to-hand struggle between unarmed
contestants who try to throw each other down...

This is a sport of entertaiment...
They have been trained and act as a modern gladiators...
Sometimes they weared customed character or minimal attire
just to show their physical brutes and strength...
This is the act of engaging in close hand-to-hand combat
using their skills and fitness...
You can kick, you can slap, you can even punch
Sometimes they created powerful lockdown
or devastated move so the other opponent surrender crying in pain...
Sometimes they cheated using illegal stuff so the other bleed...
This is for amusement... A gimmick...
This is where the kids or ordinary people follow...
To their fatal consequences...
By the count of 3 whoever pinfall the other opponent declared the winner...
You get to wear the somesort of champion belt
before others advanced to challenge you...
And the crowds cheered on!
After all it's just entertainment....
It's just a sport.... A DEADLY SPORT!

As you may think... Do we need all of this active manners
of physical exertion as to harbor ourself...
Or it's already inside everyone of us... The rage to execution...


Don't judge me while I was sleeping... I got influences...




Friday, May 14, 2010

BABY VOICE... LOOK MA! I'M IN A DRAIN!

(Beware.. Not for the faintes heart)

Ma... HOW COULD YOU MOTHER?... To sacrifices me for your sins...
I WAS HUMAN!... Born and breds by you.... Ma... Please listen... hear...
TO MY HEART...

(Credited all pictures from various websites)

I thought I could fly... But I'm end up lying here...
I thought you were just waving me around... Instead you were tossed me outside your room fifth floor down into the dumpster... I thought I could fly... But i felt flat with broken bones all over... As I was waiting for you to picked me up... I was accompanied by maggots and stench you could barely imagine... And then come the dogs to licked me... It was so gentle as my blood and flesh lingering in it mouth... It was getting darker...
And I closed my eyes still waiting for you...


I try to cry... I try to be happy... As you delivered me...
But you leaved me... After all been done... here in the stink... Why?
Am I your waste?... As you leaved me?... Am I your fault?... As you still pure?
Tell me the truth, Mother?... Am I not forgiven?... For your mistake?...


It was so cold... As my umbilical cord entangle me...
I shivered to my spine... Water rushing in to my lungs... I was drowned...
It was you... It was you whose throw me here... You don't need me...
They fishes need me... It need nourishment... Come,come to me and need me...
As my mother should need me...


I remember I was in enfold... With all the liquids protected me...
I remember I was delivered... To face the world... Instead I was recurrence to this place...
But it was different from the way I'm remembered... It was dirty... It was gloomy...
The Rats... The rats is approaching me... As it was gladly greets me... To their world...
The world that you lay me in here... As I remember... It was you.. Mother...
I could love you Ma... If you loved me...


As I opened my eyes... I thought I could see you...
I thought I could give you a smile... That all I known... That all I could ever learn...
But I was left stranded on the asphalt... I could never walk, I could never talk...
Nobody teach me how... And I could never learn... Ever...
The tar is burning me... So as the sunlight.... The Crows keep watching me...
Is it the soul carrier?... Or it is my saviour.... Shouldn't it be you?... Ma?...


Dancing baby - I could live in digitals world!

I hope you're watching me Ma... Thinking of me... You give me life.... You give me my breathe...
As I opened my eyes.... I could see you... I had a voice... As I cry... But nobody heard...
Especially you...
You could give me my future... I could be anybody.... But you take it all away from me...
You leaves me...



Friday, May 7, 2010

IBU... ENGKAULAH RATU HATIKU...



SYURGA DIBAWAH TELAPAK KAKI IBU...

MUMMY, MAMA, AMMA, MOMMA, MOM, UMMI...
Mother could be anywhere... Of any kinds and species...
Almost the same language in every corners of the Globe...


There is life...

But precious Mother is our own...
Begin in our's own Mother womb... We breathe the world...
The pain of labour contented by our first cry...
We live as gifted from Heaven for her...


There is no other...

Mother will kiss you, hug you and pampers you with cherish and love...
Mother will teach you, lesson you, respond to you whatever you need...
Mother should feed you, progress you as you developed...


There is no prices...

In happy mood, sadness or cry, Mother always be there to shoulder...
If you in pain, if you in trouble, If mother is your last hope...
You wouldn't be lonely...
Of all the sickness, of all the forgiving , can't exchange it all...
Be truth, be sincere, be tender to your Mother... That is all she is asked for...
Hopefully assure... Everything rewardes with thankful loving care...

(Credited other pictures from various websites)

Mother likes to show loves...


Mother gives Hopes...


Mother gives warm...


Mother is companion...


Mother respond to protect...

Mother is proud...


Mother carries the burdens...

Mother gives cares...


Mother gives nourish...


Orphanage homes... Mother is essential...


There is only devotions...




HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY, Mum... I could say the words everyday... I LOVES YOU...
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