Senja ini unggas berkicauan
Kampung tiada sepi seberapa
Tapi tiada ceria masa lampau
Tiada lagi ke sana ke sini
Ku menjenguk kehairanan
Bagai sesuatu yang tidak kena
Baru tersedar akan kesunyian
Sememangnya tiada macam dulu
Dulu kami tiada bersempadan
Kini dipisah bata besi bunga
Laman becak ku kenang
Kini berlantai simen
Dulu berbasikal tiada malang
Kini perit jatuh berguling
Lumpur laterit ku kenang
Kini diturap tar kelabu
Dulu kami aman di malam
Kini deruan muffler mengaum
Sunyi malam ku kenang
Kini malam berubah siang
Kini
Dinding papan diganti simen
Gagah berkayuh ditelan enjin
Lopak sekampung diturap kelabu
Hanya tersemadi dalam kenangan
Kampungku kini bukan macam dulu
Wajah baru mengganti yang usang
Wahai kampungku gagah dibawa arus
Arus pembangunan namanya
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I remember back in the 70's in my village, during iftar (ramadan break-fasting) , we used to exchange food with neighbours... those were the days not a single house separated by fence. I guess, the yesteryears are too far behind. very sad poem (for me) indeed. it touches the very micron of yearning for the good ol' days.