Tuesday, March 11, 2008

The end of elections

Hi all. Since everyone is talking about the latest election, i think i have to join with the theme. Not that i am a one that follows trends. Or maybe i do, just a little bit. But the main reason why i need to earmark this event on my blog is not only because this election's result is unprecedented in Malaysia's history, it will also be Malaysia's last. There will be no more after this.

In the coming four years, we will be walking into an age of uncertainty. Our country's fate could tip to either into our very own golden age or into an age of misery and strife. Since this is 'Sex, Blood and the Lies I Tell Myself', it is by default going to tip towards the latter.

The current government will try to keep their promises, but sadly the world's deteriorating economic conditions will prevent it. Though the people that heads the government have change, the people that backs them are still the same. Same culture, same motive, same outcome. Only the faces in the news papers change.

People will lose their trust with both party lines. Men will start to whisper in alleys and closed doors with words that taste of revolution. In no time, fists will be raised to the sky with angry words. The blood flag will be hoisted emblazoned with the image of AK-47, paradoxically, the weapon of freedom and tyranny.

Paddy fields turn red with blood. City streets littered with burning things. The sky filled with smoke. The crow feast its hearty meal.

And in the end. In the end, the heirs remember this day as a black mark. They would gather around the vivid computer screen and read aloud 12th March 2008 entry. When they are done, they would chant "He told them so" in patriotic frenzy.

This entry will be a legacy, a reminder and an 'i-told-you-so' for the future generations to reflect upon the implications of mismanaged governance and empty promises.


Fadhil Luqman said...

And the very fabric of its existence shall be torn asunder by the unwavering voice of the many as one, who shall no longer fear the talons that once gripped like a vice, but can now only feebly grasp the last remnants of its former glory.

Hisses shall be heard far and wide, as snakes find themselves no longer welcome in lands where they once prospered. Such fear shall be seen in their cold eyes as never before, for the meek mice they once devoured individually prove to be much more formidable a force in great number.

And the dark shall then descend, enveloping the land in a shroud of black. Those who once saw all that was wrong and right, now face such a confusing cacophony of unyielding thoughts, for the powers that once were no longer hold them back. Individualism will then be the soup du jour, and the minstrels sing songs of a brighter future, but none can follow. They all sing, each a different tune now that none can tell them not to.

What thinks you of this future? Bleak, say I. Dark, dank and dangerous it will be. But it's always darkest just before dawn.

Taqiyuddin said...

two words; blardy show off!