Afito's Adventures

Hello,

The name's afiah. I'm currently 18, and I get a year older on the 29th of April.
Because of how this world is no place for a mind or a thought, I feel it best to manifest my ideas into the virtual world. After all, my global position systems are vocally addressed. Oh, and you could say that I can get a teeny bit mental at times.




posted : Saturday, May 21, 2011
title : Food for thought
We, the Writers

The truth-
we are no world writers, not yet
no Nobel candidate
no laureate;
for us,
there's only the dedication
to the art -
call it bondage if you like
it comes from the heart
and mind unfettered.

You say
we're out to amuse
educate
edify or enchant
(or perversely titillate and slant)
You insist we must have a social function;
it's all right
say what you like-
we write
not exactly in our tongue
(not yet one to call our own)
not necessarily conforming to rules
not necessarily to please;
for us there's only
the total involvement
call it aberration if you like.

If you think
we writers have not been correctly construed
we thank you;
there's always redress in the generations ahead-
we hope the critics make no hasty pronouncement.

You can't manufacture writing
can't produce literature by the computer
no, this isn't the sausage out of the machine
not the product of the chip technology
no propaganda handout -
this is literature, an art
timeless as man's conviction.

by Lim Thean Soo