Num De Plume… By: Nathaniel F. Naigan

Num De Plume…

By: Nathaniel F. Naigan

The deadliest journey of an innocent man is to walk across an alley of this prolific world wherein evil is the paramount and where conspectus does not exist.

Once, I was an important person. Nonety, as if I do not exist. Same as other students, I’m afraid of rejection for I am just a commoner. There is an unknown husky voice that kept on insisting that I’m a corpse, a real cadaver. I am a real wretch-a miserable being and a worthless man. I am the one who invoked upon me and created a barrier between me and the society.

It was just a typical night when some of my friends shared the stories of their tragic experiences that ruptured my heart. I feel strange. Unconsciously, my tears started to fall from my bushed eyes. I discovered that they are victims of cruelties, humiliation and injustices of the bloody and money-minded men. Their wounds are excruciating when petals of unpleasant memories appeared as they let me trace the flaws of their past. Lament covered the cluster for a few hours and still tears continuously fall.

The radiance of the moon’s light flashed from the night sky and like a blink of an eye, a blazing thought enlightened me. I secretly wiped my tears.

Adherence to my new ideology, I insist that through my own way6, I must be a noble man with a great excellence, an aristocrat and a creature with a high degree of character. I must be a gallant warrior that holds a golden armament covered with lightning volts that symbolizes my courage and deter5mination to prevail upon the cosmos and go above those sluggards who once took advantages form the less fortunate. No need for me to become a prominent man just to avail a microscopic opportunity to penetrate wholly inside the core of the bizarre peninsula.

Albeit, I’m inflicted of my own err for I am just a fallible organism, my crusade is to cover it with the righteous principle that I have.

Please close your eyes and try to visualize the agony of our unsung nobles, mighty heroes and the martyrs who selflessly offered their lives up to the lost drop of their lives up to the last drop of their golden blood just to protect the freedom we enjoy until today. Be with us and help me find the utopian society that everyone always desire. Let others recognize your dedication as an epitome of service. Only few men are honored of their chosen legacy, be one of them.

Our mission is to eradicate the pains and to root out the cancerous zygote of immoralities. Let us terminate the temptations and form an alliance that will construct an aisle in order for those commoners to discover that there is still a space for them to enjoy their lives wherein sufferings, humiliation, cruelties and injustices do not exist.