Belovedmotherland Poem by Lusiana Deborah

I lived in paradise,
.....I thought so,
my land's face look so beautiful,
.....I thought so,
but....
sometimes it looks worst than hell,
I think so.

The motherland is crying...
but....who's care?
only the true country-man can heard her weep.

what can I say....
too much words can't help it,
but....
I choose write more words,
hope my words cure my beloved motherland,
more words I shared, more hope I hope....