Wednesday 29 April 2009

Crazy Cow

There are many crazy cows where I come from. They are everywhere. On the roads. In the fields. Close to where I went to school. They are free to go wherever they want and they are happy.
There are no cows where I live now. And even people are bound by rules telling them where they can and cannot go. No happy cows, just a lot of stressed unhappy people.
I miss the cows.

The Taliban flu

There is a madness plauging my country. It is weakening the human spirit and forcing people to lose hope that we can overcome yet another menace that slowly breeds amongst us. Can we overcome this? Only time and many human lives being taken too early, too soon... will tell unfortunately. I wish I could stop it. I wish.
I think death by swine flu is better then dying at the hands of these extremists, who would probably declare me an infidel and take out a bounty on my head for saying so.
Man corrupts religion.