oncoming bullets

well, tomorrow's monday;
i have an activity going on.

already i smell gunpowder in the coming of the activity.
well, the aftermath of the 'Sergeants' Night Out' incident.
another war is going on.
but this time round, i'm not the one fighting.
i'm the supporter; a supporter of justice.

military, military.
it's either a war with the enemies of different uniform;
fighting for honour, fighting for glory;
ore fighting among oneselves who wore the same uniforms;
fighting for power, fighting for greed.

sometimes, it is just very sad.
sad that how people gets blinded by greed and lust.
blinded by selfishness,
they start to fight their own kind.
and when they start fighting,
all humanity is lost.

i read a story about crocodile;
the king of swamps and rivers.
there is something very interesting about this creature;
the fed on their prey with their mouth,
and they also ferry their children across the river with the same mouth.

in war, we usually had the muzzle of our guns facing the enemies.
but many times in zhonghua NCC,
i see the muzzle facing each other.

i grew tired of all this shit.
fighting for greed, for power.
i told myself once,
'i'll have my dreams destroy for the sake of peace.
and i'll only fight for humanity thereafter.'

seeing how things are going well under koh chin,
i thought sacrifice was well made.
made for goodness.

but now, another war is rising.
rising due to personal greed.
rising due to selfishness.

no way i'll fight again.
i'm left to teach the lessons i learn towards my juniors.
telling them not to walk the very same path that leads me towards destruction.
a war with him; i lost everything.

this time, no more causalities.
no way i'll let him hurt the little ones.

tomorrow. he'll be setting foot onto my territory.
watch out for mines.