"Repeated Speeches;Shattered Future."
by: Leyanne Caringal
It was early in the morning when the news showed the following participants for the upcoming election. The early campaign was already starting. I never expect myself to be hooked in any elections. I always chose the person who had a nice speech.
But now, I was at the right age to understand and to know who was worthy. I sipped my cup of milo and sat down on the bed beside me. I listened attentively and I immediately cringed when I heard their speech. It was all a cliché for me. It felt like déjà vu.
Their repeated speech kept ringing in my head. The memories flooded back, the people who needed help: the children... everything... everything was shattered. No one had ever done their promises. No one kept it. I took down notes while watching.
I always hope that someone worthy will win the elections. Just by watching the participants, I didn't know how to react. It's like putting a lighter in a fire. It’s no use. It was always the people with no use. As the early campaign ended, I closed my notebook and went outside. The moment I stepped my foot outside, I immediately knew that the upcoming six years would be dreadful.
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