Minggu, 12 Januari 2020

32. Buana KS Independent


Buana KS


There was still the smell of battle blood
in the tops of grass below the dim pale moonlight

the earth is reluctant to forget the stumbling steps shouldered
unnamed warrior death

how far independence is in the pursuit of this struggle
Concrete cities are busy preying on capitalism
farmers lose tools, the soil is no longer fragrant

in a corner of a stiff building, an arid field
innocent boy dancing singing, playing happily
without the burden hanging on the head
this is actual independence I suppose
Muara Bungo, August 1, 2019