Jenay's World

Thursday, October 06, 2005

Cruelty of nature...

They say humans can be cruel, evil, horrifying creatures that we are... Men willingly fight each other to the death in order to satisfy their leaders' dreams. Women meanwhile wait at home only to weep with anger and sorrow to learn their loved ones had been killed mercilessly in a futile battle. But that, of course ,is only our downfall as a race of sinful men. We could have known a better life! If only someone hadn't broken a simple rule!!

And we know nature has its way of dealing with things too, why things happen and what causes events to lead up to the final blow, one can only guess.

A few days ago i woke up to the usual chirping and squawking of birds that are in ubundance where i reside. Yet the longer the squawking went on i began to realise that the sounds were not the cheerful chirps we hear every morning, but a mixture of anger, fear and excitement!

Curiosity always gets the better of me and so after rubbing sleep out of my eyes and wolfing down breakfast i went to inspect the commotion. By now though the noise had simmered down to static chirps every now and then.

What was left on the ground though saddened me deeply. At the same time i was sickened. How could things be so cruel?!?

Billowing in the soft breeze were numerous feathers, too numerous to count but enough to make small whirlwinds as the breeze increased its ferocity. And there in the midst of it all, for all the world to see, yet trying in vain to shield its pathetic body was a bird. Only it was a bird that suffered great trauma even as i observed. Many of its wing feathers had been viciously tugged out, the eyes... either they had been pecked out or the creature was in too much pain and so kept them shut, probably hoping it was all a nightmare.
And lastly the head. It had been scalped!! Not one single wisp of hair or feather i should say was left! Red and tender did that poor little skull look.
I knew then what its future would be, it would be slow and painful unless someone put it out of its misery quickly.

Within a few hours, the life had gone out of its small, weak body.

I suppose it shouldnt surprise me really, the way things (animals) pass away. And yet it never fails to prompt me to think what indeed was the point of it all?

So i guess the clock keeps ticking, time moves forward and the world goes on for better or for worse.

But knowing there is a reward waiting for me sometime in the future, spurs me to keep trucking on. Through thick and thin, when life is being unkind and you seriously think no one cares. But it doesnt matter though what happens here, the life here on earth isnt worth the one waiting for me. and i know where i want to be.... Do you?

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