Sick... PEOPLE

In college,
Melvin ambil gambar aku~

The song,
"Still" by Hillsong United
was being played into my headphones entering my ears
while im being drenched in His presence automatically,
[ thinking back, it was all like...
" i knew somethin would happen"
sorta scene, you know. ]




It was around 6.30pm,
finally got onto the second train back to Serdang...
Cramped as usual around this time.
[ chest touch chest, ass brush ass]
HAHA
So i was, as usual, blessed with a seat.
After a few rock tunes, this praise song went on.

At this moment,
I was observing this man standing in front of me.
Viet/Siamese/Indon/No Idea,
with a distasteful long ear stick jerkin out on his earlobe,
huggin his black all-torn-up empty back pack under his belly ,
moving his ass slightly back and forth.
I mean, I hate to be discriminating and all thats why i'm not.
And being 'considerate' that i am,
Spread out about a few centimeters between my thighs,
thinkin about allowin space for his leg movement.
This dude,
Just blew me off
when i saw the...
the... ugh... eeh... arGK~
Tip of his DICK~!!
Through his torn bag~!!
LIke this..
[ gosh why didnt i took a picture of it ]

The bloody red spot
is where his 'cornhead' submerged~
I know...
[ Scream and run for your life!! ]
But, Amazingly,
Like i said...
" i knew somethin would happen"
And the song was divinely chosen
to prepare myself for this 'omg' kinda situation.
Instead of screamin or yellin rape...
[ although i've given several seconds for the thoughts of shoving my knee upwards and let him feel the embarassment...]
But... BUT GOD.......
I only gasp within my breath and 'laughed' so hard in my heart.
I kinda looked him in the face to indicate to him that,
"I've been really fascinated by his kind display of pure hormonal-rising reaction"
And he quickly hugged on his bag tighter to cover up,
IT WAS AN
AWKWARD 5 MINUTES...
Imagine I was sitting ' in awe'
while his crackin his head
and went down the train on the next station.

Honestly, I was really intrigued...
Barely horrified, but later on,
a deep sheer sorrow leaked into my heart ,
to wonder no more,
but know that there are sickness in this world
and its pretty messed up
when people just tend to walk past each other without noticing it.




God, break me for this.
Cut me through over and over again if You have to.
I dont wanna only feel for them.
But, be used as Your precious instrument,
a syringe,
filled by Your healing,
Your light,
Your love,
And let Your hands move me to inject for You.