It seemed so surreal. I saw a woman inside a room, cornered by two men.
They have this obvious "rape intent" look on their face.
They are just about touching her fully clothed body, when I grabbed a chopper I just saw nearby, and dashed into the room, slashing wildly at what I hope will only be those guys' flesh.
I didn't stop slashing when they seem lifeless. And I still don't when they stumbled down.
I pity them and their dying bodies afterwards, but I also can't help feeling satiated.
Then I woke up. I actualy started thinking.
There's more to this that just being a dream. It's an inner feeling of anger and bewilderment collecting inside me.
What had happened, what currently, what will.
All these crime against humanity. From petty handbag-snatching that leads to death, from rape. To full scale pollution. To white collar corruption. To murder. All these.
I actually fear all the mayhem another person are capable of.
And yet, some of us disagrees about the Hudud. They fear the most by these..
- Amputating the hand of theft
- Slashing and stoning of fornication
Those who fear these are the people who actually commits it.
And all these man-made punishment are far from being adequate anymore.
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