Aku tak pernah ingat bahwa aku pernah membuat sebuah puisi berbahasa Inggris, sampai aku menemukan kembali file ini.
There’s another sleepless night…
As they searching for the replacement of God, they might..
Although thousand and thousand pray sent to heaven..
And there’s a flame at the end of our sightsee.
Melted wind, float to our ears, once again
Said that our prey wouldn’t be a reality..
A sharp bullet, go through my body and another..
It’s warm.. Remind me of a love from her in the last border..
I lay down.., watching my last sky with my sorrow eyes..
Another day of anger..
Is another day of end..
As humble children lose their future once again..
Peace is a bubble in ocean..,
Wiped away by the storm of lust and passion..
And I ended up with a question..
Why cant they stop the war.., even for just one second..
At night.., that lonely town cried silently..
And ashes flew.., searching for the miracle that wouldn’t be.
That sadness will live in eternity..
And pain will last in their memory
For the innocent smile in Palestine..
06 Januari 2009