exhausted

have you ever felt so exhausted, when time seem to move against you. like swimming against the tide, endlessly inching never effortless. i cant feel a single joule of energy left that i could summon upon now. I think i just proved that time is not moving in one direction anymore. Somehow the bleakness and numbness are growing. Someday i hope i can fly, but now my shackles are so embedded in my soul that i cant even breathe the air the same again. Each breath feels so much like lifting the weight.

Sometimes i wonder why i feel so humiliated by this world, humiliated by people who fail to comprehend the greatness and beauty in the first place. This is where intellects are insulted by feeble minds and disgusting thoughts. And that a person is measured by the amount of wealth and material he owns. Wealth he owns not because of his ability and contribution to society or mankind but from sheer luck and greed. For all the promises which religion made are all false. Where society and traditional teaching have betrayed those who carried them and spread their lies. Where is the justice and freedom promised. Are we not deprived by the rights to pursue happiness. Where is the promised land.

I remember reading, once upon a time man who embodied great vision and advocated progress not for himself but for the greater enjoyment of society retreated to a place filled with gold and freedom. A place where the female statue holds not just a torch but a beacon of hope. But now, where can our generation build our temple upon. For all land are tainted with hopeless minions living no different from our four legged cousins.

where is the Moses of progress who will lead us to Israel of freedom. Cross the red seas away from the evil and dense Pharaoh. Now i can understand how marco polo and Galileo must have felt. For only time can prove their greatness and contribution. But isnt it too late, to give them due respect only when they are not able to enjoy it.