Commiseration of the gone stranger
Monday, October 4, 2010 | 4:02 AM | 0 letters
"All our knowledge merely helps us to die a more painful death than animals that know nothing."
-Maurice Maeterlinck
Feel a need to post this , hah .
Did that lousy sketch of what little memories I can remember about this stranger .
Saw it standing by the roadside while I was on my way home .
No courage to touch it ,
so just waited alongside until sister came with food and water .
It didn't want food nor water ;
what it gave me was that lethargic and weary look ,
barely able to keep standing .
There ,
I saw 2 houseflies on its body .
One passerby told me it was going to die ;
she faced similar situation before .
Yeah ,
but there was a little hope that after the night ,
its wound will heal ,
and it will be able to fly again .
Sadly it couldn't fly again .
The poor guy died outside my house .
Ironically ,
for animals ,
there ain't proper burial .
The method to clear their bodies is called disposal .
Imagine it was your pet dog , or cat .
Dispose them in garbage dump ,
and let them get smashed and piled up by all the rubbish,
live a death in the malodorous stench ?
I mean ,
that's life ain't it .
It was depressing to carry the cold and stock-still body and put it into the plastic bag .
In my opinion its so cruel to dispose animals .
Of course disposal is meant for the betterment of our environment .
Prevent viruses flying around ,
attack of maggots ,
stench ,
other animals from attacking the decomposed body .
You must be thinking ,
it's so stupid for me to get so worked up because of an animal right ?
Yeah maybe I really am .
Some serious wounds , went inflicted , even having infinite time's helpless to heal it .
Cause ...
It will never be healed .