Fourth Chapter of a Diary

Day after day, trouble arises. There's always a problem somewhere in the world. And people who have the power try to solve it, and they do. After years of debating, trying with tons of failures, and also after being called useless power-hungry bastards.

But wait, are certain people the only ones who could solve the problems and troubles of our dying home? What about the common people who just sit around and talk about the problem, saying that the people in-charge aren't doing anything except talk about the problem at hand... Strange, no?

Why is it that common people just wait for the problem to have a solution? Why don't we, the common powerless people, do anything to solve the problems ourselves? Why? Because the common, powerless, useless people exist only to complain and suffer. Only certain people exist to solve our world's problems, and the common people aren't part of that group of certain people.

Who are these certain people? The powerful (and of course, power-hungry) leaders of the many countries that pock-mark our world. They, and only they, have the right to find solutions for our problems and only they have the right to say, "EUREKA!!! WE"VE FOUND THE CURE FOR CANCER!!!" and actually congratulate the people who worked their lives in finding the solution.

But, can't we, the common people, do anything? Of course we can, but all we ever do is run to the streets carrying signboards telling a high ranking politician to resign, while causing heavy traffic jams in the process.

Rallies, that is all we, the common people, ever do when there's a problem our beloved world faces. We always blame it on people who try to solve it, not on ourselves who caused most of the problem.

Complain, run around with signboards, cause heavy traffic jams, these seem to be the only things that we, the common people, are capable of doing in the face of national trouble.

Why don't we do anything useful? Can't we do anything? We can, but we always rely on our leaders, on the people on top, to solve the problem for us, while just sit back, relax, and wait while complaining all the time that our world sucks.

That's all we, the common people, are capable of doing, since we don't want to sweat our own lives out looking for a solution to a problem. And unless we stop this useless charade and get on with helping our world, we'll soon run out of ideas and just start stabbing each other with kitchen knives in the heart.

But, its your choices. No one's telling you to go and help our leaders, its just plain stupid. We, the common people, exist only to complain and suffer, after all.

A chapter from a child's diary...

Cherry Blossom