A right-wrong philosophy

 

I always craved for a moment I'll be considered a hero; whom arrival was in a convenient timing.

During the evacuation everyone found their family awaiting them except me all hopeless, barefooted and running away with a long sleeved and loose shirt, running without a detected destination,  I was the one who has hit the alarm, I'm afraid to tell you,

I was the one who ignited fires in the dorm.

It was all on purpose, it was all a mess, call me a provocateur, call me crazy but aren't they all deserve such a messy ending like this?

It was my response, my revenge of a total collapsed system, where no one is appreciating talents or talented people, running the gears only for indoctrination, a loop that fills people brains with bullshit, and their desks with bribes, condoms for prostitutes and pills for the kids who recently encountered some chronic diseases.

It was all prepared by the devil, right ready to be taught for several generations with same mentalities, they all work for the devil, they are the real villains not any of the becoming, previous or present insurgents.

I saw many lecturers bribed a week ago pre examinations, apparently the principal is promoted the same way without taking his efforts in consideration.

None of them deserves a praise for their activities, because, sorry, I have to nod confirming that I was the only witness that could speak up their mistakes loudly.
We've been treated like trash for years,
Silenced by who claim themselves leaders, who advocate for righteousness
For peace, whereas they can't apply it on reality.


They all walk in a sequence raising labels up and talking with pride...
But I;
I quitted being blindfolded eventually.

I wouldn't fail another year after evaluating my efforts multiple times and think that it was my damn poor quality.
I'll never be persuaded that I'm not qualified or successful anymore.

I rent the dorm before my father dies last year, it was a good looking place, luxurious, almost called a mantion but it's much narrower.

I unpacked my bags, I remember when my dad dropped tears first time he delivered me there, his visions were always including wholesomeness, he always said that I give him an impression of a minister or a politician, and I always laughed at him and underestimating myself for sake of fun.

I couldn't know or prove at least that I could be his heroine he wanted to witness, I couldn't catch him before he slips away from my hands,
I only applied justice, my philosophy which I guarantee that it's the correct one here.

I waited the conference or the conspiracy from my own perspective to be prepared on our dorm,
They were all in a meeting, talking about irrelevant subjects, projects and budgets that can provide only rich people with variables...
But only isn't enough for poor ones involving me...
They forgot about the educational basics, they forgot what is the main role they seek for,
How to deal with students,
How to simplify a detail on our class,
They only know how to sell a book and how to read it,

They know well how to make money, not science,
A psychopath, not a well behaved model
A prostitute who fakes speeches about righteousness...
Pathetic!!!!


I had to speak up without uttering a single word, I had to act, and only deeds are speaking powerfully more than anything else could be put in a comparison.
The electricity of the building was quite sabotaged, each month happens a short circuit that causes a floor or upwards to be burned partially or totally,
I could take advantage of this,
I will make it look like an accident, they couldn't fix it according to the low balance

I could conclude why the owner was harsh to new comers who recently couldn't pay a higher rent, I could know why she's increasing the rent amount of payment regularly,  well, noone put her in debt...

I melted down the wires and spilled water over the floor and I invited all the girls out of the building to pretend like we are discussing some social matters and student duties and revise our lecturers ethics hence we show the interviewers and the journals the truth,  let it be our responsibility to correct their mistakes, and everyone started to call for their rights after they were motivated, everyone started protesting,
And here we go...


The most remarkable event could lately happen at the region
A fire collapses a building due to electrical problems

The owner of the building was accused and arrested

Most of the lecturers who disguised as advocates are now interacting as a victim, as well as they think, I barely took them like my prey, I walked into the traffic pretending that I'm helping the elders, but I fucking spilled two jars of water like an ignorant who doesn't know if the water increases the fire
I saw most of them looking like freaks and being transmitted to a nearby hospital, I saw their suits falling and torn, I saw some of them burned and dead, and everyone was belonging to a family.

But this, this situation is my family,
The fire was my family,
The chants were my family,
And I could see my dad's spirit wrapping around, proud, with no sound,

Only a gaze...

I ran away to the officers, covered with smoke, covered with mud, and the rain helps me cover my tears, embrace and blend with them,
They commanded more forces to help,
Firefighters,
More than two ambulances
And the traffic couldn't help but documenting such an event I only and least I could do.

They wrapped a towel around me,
And kept me safe at their cozy car seat...
While they consulted the witnesses and gathered not much details...

This was my time.
My victory...
And as long as the chaos is already fulfilled by whom think they do otherwise
I'll do what's claimed to be wrong while you dig deep to find it the correct and the only solution.

They triggered a bomb,
And I was the one holding and throwing it against their feet.

I'd rather being called a villain but
For only believers, I am a hero.