A poem to the daylight break.

Transcend my dear, transcend!
O'er this tainted, bleeding land,
Fly above the stratosphere,
Above the clouds that come so near.

Fly o'er villages, where pain and poverty,
becomes nothing more than a daily novelty;
O'er dark rivers with dead fish,
Where human ignorance trumps nature's bliss.

Glide across the silent houses,
which seem fine at first, but as the moon arouses,
become torture houses to children and mothers,
Why, oh why are there such ignorant fathers?

Now dive across parliment,
home of political harassments.
Watch them as they fight ignorantly,
as if, it's their country.

Stop. Now fleet.
For even the most silent movement of feet,
may trigger landmines that lay sleeping,
under soil where soldiers attempt creeping.

Don't tear, my dear, please don't,
why cry? When the humans have given up hope?
Why give damn of how they feel?
Hath you not seen what they do?
They fight,
They kill;
ravage.
Can't you see, that their savage?

Why try to mend thier hearts?
when you know they'll always soon part?
Why try to heal their world so vividly?
When you know they'll trample it again instantaneously?
Why try to even care at all?
When they've thoroughly closed the door.

"But they try their best to change!"
how sure are you they will?
"But they hope and pray for life!"
So what? it gets even-ed out in strife.
"But.. but.. everyone makes mistakes."

"Everyone makes mistakes?"
It hit me.

Everyone makes mistakes.


The sinews of my heart unwound.
It was so true, so profound.
I realize now, that hope is above ground.
my logic was bound.
They do fight, for a reason,
to live, that was given.
They do cherish life,
In it's essence,
and even in the precense,
of the insane, the idiots,
there are those that stay true.
To their hearts warmth,
To god's holy dew.

I see now, that they fight,
they fight to see the morrow's light,
I see now, that my angel talk is flawed,
and hope is finally thawed.
I see now, that is all it takes,
the urge to see the daylight's break.




Ian

12/1/2009 post:

Hello readers :D (though there aren’t many of you.)

I know I haven’t really been updating on a daily basis, but that’s mainly just cause I’m too busy with too many things to be there blogging. I’ve moved in to Templin already, and as I type this I am internet-less. Sad, but true, I’ll have to find out how to post this up soon, I can’t possibly just live without internet.

If you’re wondering, I’ve been assigned a room with 3 other white guys, I’ve only met one of them online, the rest are pretty new to me. The ironic thing is that when I moved in today, the only people I actually saw were the two I had no contact with. If I’m not mistaken they were named Scott and Tommy. The one that I’ve met on facebooks’ named Reece Petrick. He seems like a pretty nice guy, I sure hope he is. But they say everyone on the 6^th floor In tempin is generally nice. The 6^th floor is also the honours floor. I really have no idea how I got here in the first place really. I mean, I’m not even taking the honours program, and I’m sure everyone else on this level is.

It’ll be super embarrassing if everyone finds out and starts talking!

School hasn’t started yet, but that hasn’t stop me from enjoying every moment here in KU. Weirdly enough, what everyone has said is true, you generally hang out with more people that are your own type. In that sense I mean, being foreign. I’ve yet to befriend an all-american guy. But I have met a few girls during orientation though.

Moving in today was really a hassle. Everything was scattered everywhere, I was so lazy to move, some of my friends actually had to come in and help me put my stuff in the drawer. I think it was mostly caused by the illusion that my parents didn’t care enough to place a comforter for me in my baggage, I became so stressed out and reluctant, I just lulled on the ground moaning while a couple of my American roommates (who were minding their own friend from another room) stared at me in this really “wtf are you doing” face. You know what they say! The first impression is everything XD.

I’ve been farting a lot lately, it must be from the excess intake of carbo. Why? I hear you say? I’ve went to two Chinese buffet restaurants in two consecutive meals. I went for dinner with my friends on one of the night. Sadly, the night came to an abrupt end when Oscar (This Peruvian guy) said there was just too many people to risk jumping hookah bars for me to join in. There were like 6 people, I’m too young, the required age to hookah is 18. So If they carded me, all my friends would have been kicked out, and we would have to go to another hookah bar and try again. (Hookah is Sisha by the way, it’s pretty popular here in Lawrence.) By the way, I can get into clubs here! But sadly I’ll be tagged and not allowed to purchase any alcoholic drinks. :S Such a drag.

As I was saying.

That night at the buffet, I ate like 2 plates of food and then the nausea from the horrible tasting Chinese food kicked in. (Friendly advice, KEEP AWAY FROM AMERICANIZED CHINESE FOOD.) I don’t know how to tell you this, the food here is all upsized; Upsized and tasteless. The monotonous intake of chicken with more or less the same sauce is enough to send to hurling and garbing your entire stomach out. Believe me, just STAY AWAY. It’s not cheap too, it’s around RM 50 for a buffet. Sigh, apparently I missed out on a lot of fun that night.

The next morning, I joined my other Malaysian/Singaporean friends for a meal in Kansas City. ANOTHER Chinese buffet. I was all buffet-ed out, but I guess I didn’t have a choice, so I ate for what I paid for. It’s all in the psychology of it to eat like a pig, but sadly, I’m not mentally strong enough to resist eating my money’s worth. I’m Chinese you see :P I’m cheap to every single penny.

I’m all alone here in the living room of the dorms. It’s like this little place with chairs and tables for everyone that lives in the dorms come to for some activities and stuff, I don’t know where my roommates are, I don’t know where my friends are, I’m all alone for now =(

There are these 3 cups that are stacked together on a table next to mine, and there a paper slid underneath em’ saying “free ( Take them )” their so tempting to take, but like, I would feel pretty cheap if I did take them =D So I won’t. But I bet someone like Genna will!

I miss everyone back in Malaysia, I wish I could send all of you individual letters and updates on my progress here in America, but sadly, I don’t really have the time. I guess I should really go back to my room now, I really can’t be bothered to sit here in the common room that’s like freezing cold in shorts. Did I mention it’s bloody cold here? It actually snowed today, and when I was walking back from my dorm, there was a really strong wind that made the blistering cold even more blistering.

I really wonder how the other out-of-malaysia Malaysians are doing. Like trixie, Aaron, Jialik. Too bad they don’t post much *COUGH COUGH COUGH* I know don’t also okay! But bear with me! =D

Now I’m going back to my room. Woohoo :D

Ian.