THE CURSED CENTURY

This is the lifetime where anger and pride rules our lives

 Where envy and jealousy overshadows the love in our hearts.

In this century, our 21^st century, the young are attracted to the old

The rich runs from the poor.

Men love their wives but somehow finds a way not to love them completely with their acts of infidelity.

This same century? Oh yes!

This same century, we hate pain but we embrace it with our hands open and our eyes wide awake.

In several relationships today, the hard choice is in fact not loving or giving your everything to whom you love. The hardest part is letting go.

Letting go off what we already know brings us hurt, pain and tears but we rather hold on tight, so tight until we are damaged.

In this silly century;

We hold grudges against another for their act of kindness and maybe a little more progress they make. We just never want to be happy to see a brother make money and spend it at will.

Oh century!

Can it get any worse?

I am scared to say “you are my friend”

Because the very moment I fall asleep to wake in few seconds after, I see you amidst my enemies, whining and dinning.

I came alone to this world; I will eat alone, drink alone, pray alone, succeed alone and die alone.

                                    T.H.I.S     2.1   C. E. N. T. U. R. Y

Totally filled with sadness and without shame.

This century did make sadness but did not partake in the sadness but let the ones born in its period wallow in it.

Every woman is my enemy if I cannot call her my sister because someday, she could be lying in my bed with my husband and bear him kids and watch him torment me.

Every man is my enemy if I cannot call him my brother because someday, he could introduce my husband to another woman as good or less good than I am and yet tell me to my face how much my husband loves me.

In this century may no man mock me because of my skill of ignorance which bears trust for whom I would love.

May this century not ruin my hope for a happy ever after.