Can’t recall my stomach; picture a desert inside your mouth, forever echoing the words, “water”. Meanwhile others fool around with water, we fight over it. Water is inevitable in life, in our microcosm world, water is rarely obtainable. If we can’t acquire water we depart this life. It’s every man for him in this ill-fated separate world of ours. We steal, slaughter and shut ourselves down for our families. So go ahead and waste your water away while we die for it. While we slice friend’s throats, steal from friends, just throw our gold away.
Yesterday went by so swift it feels like it was just today. Was it today? I can barely remember nor can I remember the last time I hugged my daughter. This mass murderer is tired of living; it’s time to fall today, right now during the present moment.
With a sharp stick to my throat, it’s now my time to go. I hold my breath the world rotates slowly; I view my whole life, only took a moment. It’s time, suddenly BANG!
I see gold everywhere; the water pipe has just burst. Water every side of me. A roar of joy everywhere as everyone run’s to they’re gold. Suddenly life becomes worthy of living. A bucket, hands, newspapers, rags, anything which carries water is used to store this priceless gold.
Hours later the atmosphere remains the same joy. I simply stare and admire. To think I could have missed this metamorphosis. No words have been spoken during these hours of cheerfulness. The silence is finally broken by the inevitable sound of shoes.
Just like that, our gold is being taken away right now. My youthful innocent daughter walks towards me as I stare in misery.
She says, ‘Daddy, will the water come back, it’s been the best day of my life.’
This is the successful spark which ignited the burning fuse inside of me. All the rage and guilt caged inside released in a moment.
With a Firm tone of voice I reply, ‘yes.’
I call a meeting to rally and motivate the unknown soldiers as well as myself. Finally I manage to muster the courage to speak my mind and emotions.
“Welcome my fellow soldier’s. We’ve seen enough of this world to live 10 lifetimes. We have experienced an era of pain but our children are the reason we stand here today. We’ve killed and stole from each other. It’s time we take our anger and rage and channel it in the correct direction for the benefit of our next generations. Together no one can stop us from getting whatever we want. Water, food, shelter, we’ll be the rebels, hell will unfold. We won’t quit till our demands are met. It’s time we go public, it’s time to protest. I’ll end this speech with these final words; it’s time we show our denatured fists, reveal our emotions. Show the world we exist. Follow me, share my hope, I shall guide you towards eternal piece in this land of death. If we don’t act our children will die sad, following our example.”
As soon as I spoke these words a strange silence formed. Suddenly one by one people clapped and began following me as I began to lead them towards eternal piece.
