shereen
29-04-2007, 03:29 PM
Epiphany
to the generations of tomorrow
When can I see the world changing? If I am too patient I lose sense and feel the air smothering my ambitions and dreams. I know the time has come for me to stand but what shall I do? Shall I stand and yell out loud to all who will hear me…… yes I will do that: HEYYYYYY I AMMMM….I CAME I SPOKE….HELLOOOO….Alas, their brains are too deaf and I am too loud to be understood, what then oh great spirit of Goodness, how shall darkness be vanquished If not by sound and fury then by what means
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I see words fail in front of the cruel hand of Tyranny which doesn’t spare either soul or body. Then I will FACE, I WILL and HIT back against the slaps of Oppression. Beat the drums, sound the alarms, here I COME… arms wide open extended with fists of iron and fingers shooting bullets screaming with fire. WHAT!! It is too dark and I cannot aim straight, the arms shoot here and there and I step on flowers, buds and my bullets miss its target. They come on the poor innocent multitude. I lower my raging will; we will never be victorious in mere reactions, explosive responses or fatal anger bursts that reiterate only in our direction
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In a still moment, I looked to the gray grim skies in despair and my eyes suddenly caught the flash of a golden ray piercing the dark page of the heavens. Amazing, how could I be so blind!! … Darkness cannot be swept with screams of words or fire… words are written on white slates in black ink and Fire, begot in darkness, cannot oppose its creator. We need pure light, light that emanates from the mind, spirit and clear morals. Hope comes in white, knowledge wears white too and in Mecca there is no darkness… there is only peace … there is only LIGHT
.
to the generations of tomorrow
When can I see the world changing? If I am too patient I lose sense and feel the air smothering my ambitions and dreams. I know the time has come for me to stand but what shall I do? Shall I stand and yell out loud to all who will hear me…… yes I will do that: HEYYYYYY I AMMMM….I CAME I SPOKE….HELLOOOO….Alas, their brains are too deaf and I am too loud to be understood, what then oh great spirit of Goodness, how shall darkness be vanquished If not by sound and fury then by what means
?
I see words fail in front of the cruel hand of Tyranny which doesn’t spare either soul or body. Then I will FACE, I WILL and HIT back against the slaps of Oppression. Beat the drums, sound the alarms, here I COME… arms wide open extended with fists of iron and fingers shooting bullets screaming with fire. WHAT!! It is too dark and I cannot aim straight, the arms shoot here and there and I step on flowers, buds and my bullets miss its target. They come on the poor innocent multitude. I lower my raging will; we will never be victorious in mere reactions, explosive responses or fatal anger bursts that reiterate only in our direction
...
In a still moment, I looked to the gray grim skies in despair and my eyes suddenly caught the flash of a golden ray piercing the dark page of the heavens. Amazing, how could I be so blind!! … Darkness cannot be swept with screams of words or fire… words are written on white slates in black ink and Fire, begot in darkness, cannot oppose its creator. We need pure light, light that emanates from the mind, spirit and clear morals. Hope comes in white, knowledge wears white too and in Mecca there is no darkness… there is only peace … there is only LIGHT
.