Still Like The Past [2] Poem by Irvan Hermawan Saichu

wait a minute
I'll start walking with one leg
Look at me how unusual
Like the moon without the sun
Like night without day
And I walk with a feeling without a reason

As thick mucus and skin as soft as virgin
Feelings play without mercy
Stir oceans that extend
Burning tropical forests are still single
Gull dances, shouts the lion & the stench of blood the night
Began to sink together in the spirit
There is no peace, only concerns
Waiting for prey and predator coming

I wish I knew long ago
Since the blue sky and the wind blows
That the world is too cruel and sadistic wild
I'm not going to rebel and fight
Maybe it was a natural phenomenon; {it is the will of Allah}
Fair or not fair unexplained
Withstand the heat of a sweat
Against the cold that freezes the blood vessels