As I was praying (maghrib), -I know I should be concentrating and the failure to do so is absolutely my fault- I kept thinking of the baby elephants who got tortured and beaten. I can’t get it off my mind but should I even try? My heart ached and I can literally feel it, physically, and I told myself to inhale deeper breaths. What can I do to help? I wanted so much to help but I kept ignoring ACRES’s emails because I can’t afford the time to go for trainings and visits and such because I’m load up with school, FYP and PD. Then as my mind is swirling with these thoughts, guilt started flowing through my veins and it weakens my pair of legs which allows me to kneel and deliver prostration like water. So my little heart said a little prayer and may this prayer full of only goodness be fulfilled. My little baby elephants, I’m sorry that you have to go through so much pain and I’m sorry I’m not doing much. I’m really sorry. If I have one wish, I’ll wish to be an animal fairy and take you to fly. I’ll torture those who had tortured you. I’ll tie them up like how they tied you. Then I’ll bring them to fly high above the sky like I brought you, and I’ll let them go because they won’t let you. I’ll see to their bodies shatter into pieces on the ground and let no one clean their blood. Let the red remind the others how evil will end up.
Don’t worry. I’m not a psycho or anything.
Don’t worry. I’m not a psycho or anything.

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