Dua tiga bulan ini asyik saya dibuai hidup pasca revolusi. Pasca perang.
Sedari hari, kata putus asa dan berkat dari tuan tanah dan tuhan angkasa saling berbalah mengisi batang tubuh dalam putaran dua puluh empat jam. Penat dan ada kala mahu saja nafas ini terhenti.
I wish upon a million gaze that this tiring will be forever ended. So that I can walk out through this, head up and hand in hand. I am a believer. But for even a believer will lose their grip and leave their faith, I shall not.
And I am a man of my word. And damn you God, please.