Sunday, January 10, 2010

LOOK:eyes

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.











LOOK into my EYES
outlandish

Look into my eyes
Tell me what you see
You don't see a damn thing
'cause you can't relate to me
You're blinded by our differences
My life makes no sense to you
I'm the persecuted one
You're the red, white and blue

Each day you wake in tranquility
No fears to cross your eyes
Each day I wake in gratitude
Thanking God He let me rise
You worry about your education
And the bills you have to pay
I worry about my vulnerable life
And if I'll survive another day
Your biggest fear is getting a ticket
As you cruise your Cadillac
My fear is that the tank that has just left
Will turn around and come back

Yet, do you know the truth of where your money goes?
Do you let the media deceive your mind?
Is this a truth nobody, nobody, nobody knows?
Has our world gone all blind?

Yet, do you know the truth of where your money goes?
Do you let the media deceive your mind?
Is this a truth nobody, nobody, nobody knows?
Someone tell me ...

Ooohh, let's not cry tonight
I promise you one day it's through
Ohh my brothers, Ohh my sisters
Ooohh, shine a light for every soul that ain't with us no more
Ohh my brothers, Ohh my sisters

See I've known terror for quite some time
57 years so cruel
Terror breathes the air I breathe
It's the checkpoint on my way to school
Terror is the robbery of my land
And the torture of my mother
The imprisonment of my innocent father
The bullet in my baby brother
The bulldozers and the tanks
The gases and the guns
The bombs that fall outside my door
All due to your funds
You blame me for defending myself
Against the ways of my enemies
I'm terrorized in my own land (what)
And I'm the terrorist?

Yet, do you know the truth of where your money goes?
Do you let the media deceive your mind?
Is this a truth nobody, nobody, nobody knows?
Has our world gone all blind?

Yet, do you know the truth of where your money goes?
Do you let the media deceive your mind?
Is this a truth nobody, nobody, nobody knows?
Someone tell me ...

Ooohh, let's not cry tonight, I promise you one day it's through
Ohh my brothers, Ohh my sisters,
Ooohh, shine a light for every soul that ain't with us no more
Ohh my brothers, Ohh my sisters,

Americans , do you realize that the taxes that you pay
Feed the forces that traumatize my every living day
So if I won't be here tomorrow
It's written in my faith
May the future bring a brighter day
The end of our ways

(pause)


Ooohh, let's not cry tonight, I promise you one day it's through
Ohh my brothers, Ohh my sisters,
Ooohh, shine a light for every soul that ain't with us no more
Ohh my brothers, Ohh my sisters,

[with kids]
Ohh let's not cry tonight I promise you one day is through
Ohh my brothers! Ohh my sisters!
Ooh shine a light for every soul that ain't with us no more
Ohh my brothers! Ohh my sisters!

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Apabila saya mendengar dan menghayati lirik Look Intio My Eyes, saya terus teringat cerpen Putik Qunaitara karangan Ummu Hani Abu Hassan dalam antologi puisi, cerpen dan kajian sastera Hadiah Sastera Kumpulan Utusan (HSKU) yang bertajuk Di Suatu Tikungan Lorong. Ceritanya mengenai keluarga Palestin yang begitu menitikberatkan perbelanjaan mereka (agar tak menyumbang kepada butir-butir peluru yang membunuh pejuang Islam) , menghalang unsur hedonisme yang melingkar hidup mereka agar sedikit pun tak meracuni hidup mereka. (Walaupun tengok TV sekejap sahaja! - itu pun mereka haramkan diri mereka dengannya)

Hmm, agak-agak kan, berapa sen dah kita melabur dengan betul?
Lagi banyak betul ke lagi banyak yang membawa kepada penderitaan saudara kita di Palestin?

Haa... gugat sikit hati tu, tanya betul-betul!
Takut tak sedarsedar!


[ASLIMtaslam]

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