Treasure Island

Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo

(1 July 1960 / Cilacap (Indonesia))

Worm


My prayer is the worm prayer,
Which don't want to raise
to be dragon,
My prayer is prayer of love,
My prayer is not prayer
that threaten,
Curse on resentment,
My prayer is crying like
the rain that comes
on suddenly;
My prayer is that the wind
in times of sorrow blows whack,
Door leading to love you,
Not full heaven of beauty,
My prayer is a friend
at the erupted mountain,
My prayers are tears that
accompany love, sadness
injuries suffered
Although you gave me!

Submitted: Saturday, November 09, 2013
Edited: Saturday, November 09, 2013

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