From siren to purgatory

Everything feel hasty as if you carry an ambulance in your head during the day.

Then suddenly feel flaccid as the body and soul struggle to fit in beautiful cages of lies.

& In times like this, your feeling crashed wholly into substituted purgatory where only eyelids would appear unruffled.

You give God the chase and withhold His highly sought-after praise as you would readily offer anyone a thousand and one rubble to save the day.

You’ve kept offering and offering but now the gift basket has become empty. So, going on is war because there is no alternative to premeditated deceit.

Each breath per step becomes hard to drag out of the lungs of the moment like hair stubble from a closed body cage.

There are reasons why cemeteries remain silent, one of which is to count the cost of grief and the uselessness of time.

To Thrive

I just want a system I can thrive and grow at my own pace, not this morally bankrupt and thought-miss-shaping one I find myself in.

I do not want to cut corners or live as if I compete with the air, I just want to breathe my quota in peace, leave when it’s time and forget about being here.

I feel pained seeing adult human beings, not only with the best academic guidance but have attained some of the highest academic statuses – struggling to ensure this disorganized status quo remains. People I at one time or the other find their mentorship worthy.

I see young adults – especially youths- who see nothing different in the sky and the earth as they keep straight faces in times of moral crucifixion. Their minds have assumed the position of thoughts that are -unknown to most – conditioned by the current system that ensures the most ruthless individual is the best handler of a disorganized society. Hence, they join the bandwagon of ruthless-option-seekers, which they see as the highest attainable option that guarantees success.

I have witnessed bewildering justification of the moral ineptitude through vehement support across religion and social strata for the current ‘leadership-induced rascality’, especially in the political sphere. Even Holy Books ask us to choose the best among us to lead. The individual we can trust is based on precedence.

As a Muslim, I wonder why people criticize the collection of particular Hadith- prophetic acts or saying – by an individual with questionable character. Yet these people find no issue with a leader with questionable character. I have had Imaams in Sermons and Amirs in discussions that find nothing wrong in bad precedence as a red flag for a leader.

Why we are where we are and would probably remain or deteriorate further is because those who support the current state of leadership are the most vocal. Forgetting that we are humans first before anything else.

I wonder how people choose to lament bad leadership behind closed doors only to hang misfortune on God. Until we come to an agreed limit or breakpoint before needed remedial action can be initiated. As far as experience shows there is no breakpoint for us a special kind of human group. I hope the genetic basis for this distinct trait: of near limitless adaptation to stupidity camouflaged as resilience would be investigated.

I wonder how people are not concerned and calmly go through the day as if the kind of life we are living in this clime is anything close to being humane. Because, how it is easier for people to keep a straight face in times like this; to live on as if everything is fine continues to boggle my mind.

I just want a system I can thrive and grow at my own pace, not this morally bankrupt and thought-miss-shaping one I find myself in.