I was walking back home late last night from Geylang, thinking about my life. I had just went to see Candy, she's my friend who is there to comfort me whenever I feel down, for 50 bucks an hour. Usually I would feel better after I see her, but that night she couldn't help me much.
I wondered why there was so much hate in this world. Why there was so much hate towards me. Here I was doing the Lord's work, showing evil men the folly of their ways but I was getting criticized for it. But then I realized Jesus was in the same situation. He tried to save mankind from their evil sins, but in the end he was crucified by the very men he was trying to save. So who was I to feel unfairly treated? But I still felt a bit unconvinced, so I took out my bible and started reading it while walking back home.
So there I was reading my bible when suddenly I heard a strange sound. I looked up from my bible, and in front of me was a tiny kitten. Meowing vociferously. I could see the evil in its beady eyes........
What happened next was a blur. I remember me running towards the kitten with my hand raised, with the Word of God in my hand. I remembered bones cracking. I remembered there was a lot of blood. Too much blood. I never knew kittens had so much blood.
It was all over in a matter of minutes. I looked at my hands. They were all covered with kitty blood. I looked up at the little kitty, its lifeless body stood limp on the ground, it seemed at peace in a way, like it was taking a nice long nap. My bible was laying a few feet away from it. I walked over slowly to pick it up. That's when I noticed that the book was open. The page that it was opened to was from the Book of Ezekiel. Ezekiel 25.17.
I picked up the book and read the passage again, as I did so many times. But this time I finally realized that I had the passage all wrong.
I been saying that passage for years. And if you ever heard it, it meant you had just been condemned by hell by me. I have always thought I'm the righteous man. And my blog here, it's the shepherd protecting God's weak from the tyranny of evil men.
But the truth is I'm the tyranny of evil men. I looked at the kitten again. It was just an innocent kitten. I thought I killed it because it was meowing vociferously, but then I realized that couldn't be it because I didn't even know what vociferous means. I had killed it because I was evil. I didn't know the kitten, I hadn't seen it before. For all I know, vociferous kitten, it could be one of your friends or even a relative. But it had no part in our feud, yet I killed it to appease the hatred of you that was growing within me.
So I ask you, how many more kittens must die before our thirst for revenge is quenched? I will tell you now, no more. This feud is over. This will be my last entry on this. For there has been enough bloodshed over our squabble. And there are bigger issues out there like world peace, bigger issues than who the bigger loser is here. Because there has been only one loser here, and it was that poor innocent kitten.