human rights begin the day God gave us the freedom of choice
to believe in His existence or not.
to believe if He created us or not.
to believe if He loved us or made us for fun.
to believe that He has the power and control over all the universe
but He doesn't abuse His power

The loving God is always extending His hand to us
that He may embrace us.

It's sorrowful what human rights have absorbed us into.
Gotta be humbled...
what do i have that i have rightly earned?

when i look at the Orange Valley residents...
calling each other names, cry foul of sickness,
in need of attention and affection.

and what has seized us but what is common to man?
There is no difference.
When I realised there remains no man not struck by loneliness, I'm also not ashamed to admit I feel lonely and empty at times - the times when I lose the companionship of God, because I want to do what I want and heck care everybody.

The choices we made every so often turns around to eat us up instead.
I don't know why people love the concept of human rights so much.
I wished we could do without that.

Have we a right to be demanded to be loved?
Yet we are.