Milk Gone Bad

I have just had a glass of sour milk. Actually truly speaking the milk got spoilt and could not make what it was intended to. Some of it was given to the pigs and we kept just a few litres for ourselves. Not everyone wants to take this milk. Some say, it is bad milk, others say it is smelly rotty. I think it is fine.

Did you know a ripe banana is a green banana going bad but we hijack the rotting process and eat them and say, hurray, that banana was yummy! That banana was fresh.

And did you know you can never eat anything fresh? Let me say that again, we eat dead things. Slaughtered animals or cut down plants. And is water dead or alive?

Others say you are what you eat. True maybe, but what are you when you are fasting. And is aging a process of keeping fresh or a process of rotting?

Things are not as they are. They are as we are.

Cheers to another glass of bad milk!

What a fresh drink!

Yummy!

Aint Just a Hanger

You watch me as I gracefully glide through the run way

You admire the way the piece of art perfectly fits in my body

You wish you could the same way bring it out.

And as I turn, and sway, and pose

You applause and sarcastically clap

You think am just a piece of hanger

Aint just a hanger

But a package of beauty

Oozing from within to the outside.

And as I run through the run way

Let it run in your mind

Am not just a hanger

The fireplace

I sat at the fire place listening to grandma

And I always got amused

For the start I always knew…

Once upon a time, and I wondered

Must all the good stories start with once upon a time?

This one I heard severally..

Born on Monday

Baptized on Tuesday

Wedded on Wednesday

Took ill on Thursday

Treated on Friday

Died on Saturday

Buried on Sunday

But I always wondered

Is that just it….. only that?

Then is it really necessary?

QUESTIONS

1. Why do we despise and even laugh at the character in the above piece and yet our lives in one way or another follow the same route? school, work, marriage, retire, die....
2. What make you (us) think that you (We) are different from the character?
3. If life is all about the above... sincerely is it worth it?

Some thieves and a cock

SOME THIEVES broke into a house and found nothing but a Cock, whom they stole, and got off as fast as they could. Upon arriving at home they prepared to kill the Cock, who thus pleaded for his life: "Pray spare me; I am very serviceable to men. I wake them up in the night to their work." "That is the very reason why we must the more kill you," they replied; "for when you wake your neighbors, you entirely put an end to our business." The safeguards of virtue are hateful to those with evil intentions.