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December 31, 2002

A Poet for Indonesia

Just to remember I still an Indonesian man, I proud to present this my first English poet to you. It's my personal choir of my beloved land. A beautiful place whereever I look and dream.

A Gift to Land

Is it really hard to live?
I ever asking it to my bone
But he never tell me why

Is it really hard to be?
I ever asking it to my blood
But he never spoke it why

Is it all just a vivid cry?
Is it all just an avid happy?
Is it all just a sad imaginary?

But here
In the island of wherever man
I live in search of love, of greed, and of glory

Yet I still doesn't know exactly is
A thousand island named after greedy
A multiculture country named after glory
A malicious home named after love

Whatever it be
A man is a man
In his own island
Loving to live without to be
Just living, in all but only life in end

South of Behemoth Jakarta, December 31, 2002 11:00 AM
©2002, Arif Rokhmat-Widianto

A complete anthologies can be found at this page (muchly in Indonesian)

Posted at December 31, 2002 11:43 AM | Me and Myself

 

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