Black Horse Poem by Maria Sudibyo

We are fools, we are hopeful ones
But we'll find our way even we stumble
We are blind, we are far from brilliant
But we'll move forward though very slow
This feeling is not designed to be controlled
And we just exhaust ourselves try to deny
That we already find from the beginning
This dream is not born to be dead easily

We are stubborn, as hard as rocks
But we are tough in a good way
We are clown, too much cheers hanging around
But we could survive singing in the storm
This feeling has a will to grow alone
And we just imagine that we could repress
The hope that wildly living and knows no fear
Struggling in the darkness to find a place in light