OK, I always read Bernard Khoo (Zorro-Unmasked) blog and he posted a post written by Aisehman (see my link at the sidebar) and I am going to do the same here.
The Election Commission has just announced that indelible ink will not be used on polling day.
To call it off, to change the rules at this late hour … it should be clear to everyone what’s going on here.
So allow me go on my hands and knees, and beg you, whoever is reading this, to think long and hard before you decide who to vote for on Saturday.
For I live in this country. You live in this country. We all live here.
This is our home, tanah tumpah darah kita. It is sacred ground.
But more than that, it is our children’s home. And that of our children’s children.
We live for them. And as God is my witness, we would do everything in our power to make them happy, to keep them safe, and to ensure that they have a future.
And their future is what’s at stake.
We live for them. And as God is my witness, we would do everything in our power to make them happy, to keep them safe, and to ensure that they have a future.
And their future is what’s at stake.
For them to have a future worth living for, the Malaysia in which our children and their children will shed blood, sweat and tears, must be a better place, far better than the one we live in today.
For our country to become the place that we so desire for our children, it must change.
It is clear, as clear as the sky on a cloudless day, that the change we seek must come from ourselves. We have the power to make that change.
Enough of listening to voices that speak but do nothing. Enough of pleas that fall on deaf ears. Enough of pointing out transgressions to eyes that refuse to see.
Enough, for the line must be drawn here and now.
Enough, for the line must be drawn here and now.
I beg you, for the future of my children is also in your hands, not just mine.
I say now — what is mine, is yours. And what is yours is mine. Our fate, our destiny, and that of our children’s, are our responsibility.
I say now — what is mine, is yours. And what is yours is mine. Our fate, our destiny, and that of our children’s, are our responsibility.
Together, we will change this country of ours.
God help us, we must.
1 comment:
Ermmm…
Sometimes people are afraid of change but this time if we don’t change we might not get another chance.
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