people are getting crazier everyday.
and heartless.
they not only kill people, but they kill people in the hundreds
they not only dump babies, but they dump them in the drains, sewers and toilet bowls
they not only kill other beings, but they cut them into pieces and flush them away
they not only have mannequins, but they have child mannequins,
and then they walk around, talk and socialise like everyone else
no guilt, no fear, no what so ever
where is humanity..
what has gone wrong?
is it the wireless boarder less world?
is it the culture of taking pictures and spreading them like wildfire?
who is at fault?
parents? teachers? the government?
no where is safe anymore
no where is near to normal
everyone is getting sicker
and crazier
Monday, 18 May 2015
Saturday, 9 May 2015
my mother is better than your mother
i am not sure what other mothers do for their children. but i do know that sometimes a mother does not need to cook, wash her children's clothes, send them and pick them up from school, bring them to the playground or even tie their hair to make her children love her more than anyone else in the world. a mother just needs to do one thing and one thing only i.e. hug her children when all they need is a hug, for her to be the perfect mother that nothing could be compared to.
i can't remember much what my mother did for me when i was a baby. or a toddler. but i am sure she did whatever i am doing for my sons now.
i worry for them whenever they are outside of the house
i miss them when they are out shopping with their aunties/uncles/grandparents
i worry if they stopped breathing when they are asleep
i fear that they might have fallen down and hit their head hard when i suddenly hear them cry
i cry just thinking of what could happen to them if i was not around
i cringe just imagining of all the possibilities
i pray that i would be more patient, more loving and more of everything
i constantly wish i could be a better mother than i am now
i have watched how many mothers cry thinking they have not been a good one, but they always cry more when their children tell them the truth. to children, the truth is that their own mother is the greatest, most patient, most hardworking and most beautiful mother of all. and they will never want anyone else filling in their mother's shoes.
happy mother's day to the perfect mother that i have always adored. i love you till my last breath.
i can't remember much what my mother did for me when i was a baby. or a toddler. but i am sure she did whatever i am doing for my sons now.
i worry for them whenever they are outside of the house
i miss them when they are out shopping with their aunties/uncles/grandparents
i worry if they stopped breathing when they are asleep
i fear that they might have fallen down and hit their head hard when i suddenly hear them cry
i cry just thinking of what could happen to them if i was not around
i cringe just imagining of all the possibilities
i pray that i would be more patient, more loving and more of everything
i constantly wish i could be a better mother than i am now
i have watched how many mothers cry thinking they have not been a good one, but they always cry more when their children tell them the truth. to children, the truth is that their own mother is the greatest, most patient, most hardworking and most beautiful mother of all. and they will never want anyone else filling in their mother's shoes.
happy mother's day to the perfect mother that i have always adored. i love you till my last breath.
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