for the given

i wanna say the real, but tv always blame me. i have the wish totell the right, but media jugded me as the guilt. i want to know more about peace, but the news teach me the violence. is it the time of freedom, when everybody can speak his mind. is this the world of ours? where everyone has their right. or this is just the heaven of "the given" and the hell for others.

reminiscing

why do you wanna be other, wneh god created you to be yourself. why do you act like other, when you have more potency inside. why do you feel you re nobody,when your belief is everything. why do you think you're less, when your mind is power to do more. why do you always seek pride, when criticism always make you better. by poetra