Maria Sudibyo Poems

what does child mean?
a miniature of yourself
a treasure to be loved
or a learning human
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big voice swallows little voices
the dust blanket the earth continuously
fall from the sky and the air pressures
I chase the dawn that keeps running from me
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awake or sleep
aware or not
it runs in every veins
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love

love
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It would be me
Not anybody else
Dear my family, dear my friend
It would be me to live my life
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a bunch of rotten ladies full of passion
ready to spread contagious poison
and switch on their sensitive alarm
for every single hint and imagination
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kill the boys
kill the girls
let the old suffer delusions
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Whether pretty, whether ugly
Whether smooth, whether wrinkles
Strong character or average standard
Face is the front line charisma
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my home is where my heart is
neither in palatial building
nor in simple cabin
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