The Evening
I sat in the bus
On going home
I wish arrived at home soon
I have tired been doing for nothingness
I feel sleep when waiting the bus start
Some one is coming sing a song
With the old guitars
and disturb my flied thingking
Since an economic recession
Time runs is going a long
Some one sing a song
In the bus
Not entertain us
For our happiness
However, they cannot do anything
Unemployment is increasing
Everday
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The station Tanah Abang
The booth, wearing cap
ask, where sir?
micnya brought closer to his thick lips
her eyes is looking on me
have a ticket to Kutoarjo, Sir?
Ou, is up, if you want to fill
to fill orders according to the identity
maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow there is the ticket
if for now there is not?
no, sir gone
people queuing behind me
also got the same answer
if the ticket is up, why not shut it
so people do not wonder
spend energy only
so, transportation management
beloved country
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The Mean Hunter
my grandfather still bend in his mattress
when we wake up
we as his grandchilds
have to leave the job
because with the job
live to become more having a meaning
my grandfather remain
to do not want to wake up
when evening
when we come home the
grandfather gived a smile and enquire to us
Have you grasp that meaning
we at a time reply
not yet
grandfather kept quiet, but at his hearts
remain to hunt the meaning
what he not yet earn also
by himself, in the corner of silent
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Who Should I Write
When I want to write history
Apparently there are many facets that must be written
Side of the Master, winner of the war
Side of Mr. Small, who lost the war
But his position could be reversed
Mr. Little and Mr. Big winners who lost
Winning and losing in war is common
But the victim is always
the common people, who have sacrificed everything
gentlemen for gentlemen
or a victim of the ideas that are still abstract
the problem is not that common people
clothing, food, shelter
and education
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Nostalgic
I stand on the railway balustrades
To my hometown
I saw the railwaytrack move quickly
farther and farther from me
which left of thousand memories
Which the wind flied there
The train through the city
Which always arouseyearn for
After we love together
Your face always appear
In happiness and sorrow
In my pray
When I work
In the deep reflection
In a life and love
Integrated in every of word
Which I ever spoken
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The Fish and Our Destiny
To day I can't start enjoy
Doing anything
Knitting our destiny
Through attending a paing exhibitions
Where I saw some fish on the wall
And theocean wave kisses
The seashore
Where the children are playing
Beside their house
And feeling love each other
For loving their home
And deeply love their country
Before their village burning
By the races conflict
Since the crisis burning everything
From unreasonable causes
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Destiny Traps
Hold your kites before fly its
And feel the winds blow
See if there is cumulonimbus
Because after the kite fly in the sky
Ones couldn’t stops it
Or you lose it
Only left benign on yours hand
Kite like mans body
Whether wind like mind and spirits
If you not account the balance
You will come to the destiny-traps
And ask to the God
Built life is not in justice
And then left our children
Bad world for there grow up
And bad words for their families
Bad think for everything
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My Grandfather
The grandfather liked to watch the broadcast football
In the TV channel every night
In the morning he still sleep
When I departed for work
And his granddaughter departed for campus
When evening we the struggle channel
The grandfather liked to watch a football
His granddaughter liked to watch sinetron
While I liked the broadcast that funny-things
I have been tired worked
Was not again that attract attention in the TV agenda
Apart from laughing to release nerves that strict
Now the grandfather of temples sleeps
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Land Of Dispute
Throughout the years, this fertile ground of all time
produce an abundant rice harvest
but when Cane and Nila had to be planted
with the laws and promises
a bundle of money
measure of welfare change
everything is measured by the amount of money in the bag
in the bank, and the stock trading
Money in the hands of farmers flows like spring water
Their time out to plant sugar cane and Nila
Time to be a little rice,
rice plants were molt
abundant harvest changed complaints
Their well-being such as inhaled
West wind,
disappeared
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Get Up
Every morning
I woke up children:
Get up, already sunrise
he said you wanted sail
the ship was waiting in
will brought you around the world
Get up, the day already afternoon
should not be waiting
for the inspiration come
for the wonderful work
exhibited all through the world
although knew,
processed of your feeling
and thinking
Get up, Shakuntala got up!
Build the power your imagination
he said you want to draw
the building
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