My surroundings are flanked by tiered iron mountains
The clouds are dark as if flanking him
The river water is cloudy and black
It said that it was a victim of urbanization
The city that is always throbbing for 24 hours
But something was missing when the second tsunami hit the covid 19 pandemic
Many have died and seem a bit lonely with interactions
The activity has been tied up in the labyrinth
Modernity shows the face of emptiness
I who live there is very difficult to meet, interact and chat with honesty
It's only natural that I look for a community that uses such idealism
It's just a matter of how actions wrapped in norms and religion create synergy in the joints of life. My life is simple
© Ayatullah Nurjati. PoemHunter.com
Jakarta. February 17th,2022.4: 55 PM (GMT +7)
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