Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo

(1 July 1960 / Cilacap (Indonesia))

Madiba Song


The sky began to dim in the hills of Qunu
Tree rooted deep into the earth
The rain subsided in Pretoria
Roses revolves around the sun
Soil and grass grows lush
Plants grown in all seasons
Plants thrive
Copper-colored streets
Festive in rhythm
Dances like the weeping
Grass were happy when you stepped on
Friendly shoes
The birds away with a smile
Chanting disappear peacefully
Stopover tents established
Tears fell on the equator
Ocean receives singing
The sky kept it back
Clouds moving slowly
Within Madiba song

(2013)

Submitted: Monday, December 16, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, December 17, 2013

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