To the six people who died in the dragon-boat incident, I grieve for you.
I don't know you, never ever heard of you, yet when I saw your faces on the daily paper, the pictures of your screaming parents, the photos of your crying friends, I cried. I cried because the lives of an honourable teacher and five outstanding students were drowned, their lives snatched away from them in a matter of minutes by the raging sea.
life seems so short. I don't know, but I feel like more and more people are dying. The Haiti earthquake? The chaos that's killing people there? The little boy who fell to his death while looking for his mom? Madam Doreen? My grandmother? why. why?
a life begins. a life ends. all so abruptly.
i don't think i've ever spoken more than a hundred words to ah ma. and yet the photo of me still sits on her tv rack, having been there for so many years, forlorn now the hands that used to fondle it are gone forever.
i'm so sorry. i hate saying sorry. the more you say it, the more meaningless it becomes.
to all that have passed on, I hope I will have the chance to see you once again, to talk to you, to get to know you. i really hope i do.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010,6:29 PM |
i am fifteen years old, and fell in love with poetry recently.
okay, and maybe not only with that.
feel free to be inspired by the world. don't lock all your emotions inside you, express them and share.
share with someone who listens.
with the world.
the world needs more inspirations than tears, you know.
"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind."
thankyou for visiting. I hope something here makes you smile.