I had the strayer's imagination. One that consumes me greatly. One that if thought anythe longest of time would drive you insane because even while there is a solution, it would never be implemented.

The imagination is more of a question, really. Do we ever matter to out government? I mean, we put them there. So, why do they make us feel that it was the biggest mistake of our lives?

The government represents all of us. Our needs, desire to build and improve and live comfortably and happily. But instead, these days, it just represents greed, selfishness, blood, hardships, tears and death.

Do we become like Babylon? Should we just split up, every man to his house, to his compound, to his land? Every man should be the leader of his own house. No leader, no king, no emperor, no president. No senator, no governor, no chairman.

The system: legislature, executive and judiciary has failed us. They make laws that mimick their own greed and selfishness, they execute them for their benefits and implement them by force. Not one of those laws kept the people in mind.

I have a feeling that the government just hates us. They hate that we exist to judge their failures, their selfish failure. They hate that even though they are suppose to protect and provide for us, we exist to drain them of our own resources that were meant for us.

To them, we are expendable and obedient. They know that we will shout but with a little bit of tear gas, bullets, bombs, attack and fear, we will cower, shiver, run and hide. I do not blame ourselves but honestly, it had become hopeless.

We have tried all that we could. But when what we are fighting refuses to change, all we can do is to either watch it consume us or we kill it. But right now, we have chosen to either smile painfully or cry helplessly.

I write this in anger, in rage, for all our brothers, sisters, parents, children and even strangers. Dead, buried and forgotten. All because we are and will always be nothing to them.