Thought Of The Day : Death

Was travelling with family to Sungai Buloh (somewhere at the outskirts of KL). Near the toll plaza at the end of the LDP, there was a traffic congestion at the opposite side of the road.

And the familiar black bag was laying on the center of the road.

Dad told us to turn our heads away. But from the side of my eyes, I could make out the shape of a crushed motorcycle just nearby the bag.

My thoughts were whirling within my mind as our car went past the toll plaza.

One week ago, there was another accident that occured on top of the highway flyover within the vincinity of that area.

A car slammed into the center of the flyover and erupted into flames. Four died. Among the four, two of them panicked and ran out of the car - and fell into the gap at the center of the flyover.

That flyover was more than 20 meters tall. Maybe 30.

Then again, my thoughts whirled even wilder.

Two weeks ago, the quake in Indonesia. Thousands died. Survivors, homeless and penniless, showed up on CNN with their blank expressions on their faces, hurt of their present and undetermined of their future.

They have to sleep in the graveyeards. The living among the dead.

Suddenly as I was recalling pictures from the papers and TV, Dad interrupted my thoughts with his comment.

"Most of these accidents weren't mentioned on the papers, just because they are immigrants."

Just because they are outsiders, eh?

I remembered last year's National Day. A foreign senior student staying in the block next to my Cyberia penthouse's block fell from the 5th floor. Headfirst.

Nothing about that was reported on the news, except for an obituary in the university's online bulletin.

I recalled a phrase. Quoted quite a number of times by a number of people.

"Deaths are just like statistics."

It can't be helped, I thought. Nothing can.

I closed my eyes. Mentioned a prayer.

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When I returned home today, I converted all the thoughts into words, and placed it here in this old blog of mine.

Played this song while I was writing. Something that's relevant to what I have in mind for the day.

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Dear God

词:陶喆,娃娃曲:陶喆

刚刚看完六点半的新闻
那悲剧又重演
有个妈妈拿着儿子的相片
期盼他会出现
看不下那画面
我转过头却开始流泪
是惩罚是考验
还要有多少的心碎
爱爱在这个世界上爱已被忘记
谁都不相信谁都不相信
相信爱哎哎
真理和公平都变成了笑话
我不愿意住在这样的城市里
话题都围绕在腥色暴力
有八卦没想法
计算逃避人人都在玩游戏
没有钱没人理你
我心里很愤怒
只能冷酷让自己麻木
拿生命做赌注
这些疯狂还要多久
爱爱在这个世界上有没有意义
没有人在乎没有人在乎
没有爱哎哎
我真的很想要开口骂脏话
不是我的错不是我的错
别怪我 dear god
为什么你闭上眼不想想办法
装做看不见装做看不见
告诉我哎哎
告诉我把爱找回来的方法
因为我无法离开这个鬼地方
(我没有办法离开 no no)这个鬼地方(这个鬼地方)
它还是我的家
刚刚看完远方传来的消息
像恶梦在继续
给点力量让自己能活下去
dear god
你在哪里
na na na....
wo wo wo...
yeah yeah yeah...