When the sun comes
we just heard the news today
tear, fear, suffer,
appear
from time to time
then, run away
because of crime
that never stop to play
after closing our eyes
begin to say,“we see the clouds will be darker than blackbird and the darkness of night always paint in every corners of their face.”
some people will be blind, because of silent reverie
sink into the mind with their memories
release as free as the clouds
and the shadow become wave
among grains of rain
from up high in the sky
embracing the secret of eternal world
from then on the soul is restless
think about the ruins of terra
when the eyes fixed
and halted heart
say, “we have already left u”
where your foot touches the earth
calm land, with many ripples
from the sky and shadow
from your lovely dreams
how heavy it is to be man!
cross through over thousand screams
maybe afterlife
everything could be better...
In our memorial days, among victims
Yogjakarta’06
