Pretend Poem by Lovita Morang

pretend

Sleep is sweetest.
Sleeping is easier.
Pretend my beloved
Pretentions is an another hard work of art.
Let pretentious and plastic be your smile
Than you never and not smile.
Or forgot to smile
Let pretentious be your love
Than you breed bitterness and hatred as your art.
I would rather kiss
all that Human Refugees, Labours, slaves,
Whose humble hands has built
all that fortress and castles
All that houses and homes
All that roads
Than
All that Human begger
sleep on the streets of civilization
Need be take my flesh
and make your mid-day meal
Need be take my blood
and white-wash your wall
You shall be guillotined in the game
You cannot guillotine human name
You cannot gullotine human guts