Along The Batanghari River Poem by Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo

i'm the one boat!

flowing from higland to muarabungo
when the night tucked suspicion
the spirit that dwells in the depths
principal branches silently snagged
celebrated the grief
the shrubs missed the rise

no angel came

just torch the fishers
decomposed in the songs of passion

o months of the accompanying
half more disappeared
swallow fragrant rubber forests
linking paddle love

o follow the current
tears are not achieved
more hope in the winding
brings together more late nights

i'm the one boat!

samadi leaning over the edge
waiting for the death strip
you attach to
like a black cloud panorama
soared and framing the realm of birth
distance along the loss

o fire extinguished
shrink miss the residence
let it all awaits
let everything contemplation

earth and water