G O A L Poem by PINONDANG SITUMEANG

Twilight sky turn to black dark after Christmas
Pull a mountain bike along with a back pack
Over fade white line on the snake up and down hill road
To wherever it goes
Step on a muddy water
Wet

Two red light fly insects
blinking
Over a weak lights on a thin rain
Drop to the cheeks Sneak through helm holes
Wet

Red lamp over a tower
As high class citizen
But unprepared
Without road signs
except mobile phone lights
Weak

Speedy cars passing by
Pedal bike full speed Before enter the black tunnels
Hoping a light in the other side
Aim a goal dream

Frogs and insects symphony
Sing over high solo octave
Too high self esteem
To achieve a high goal
In a black night sky
In senior age

Tired full day bike in the cold rain
Worrisome would break down
But the morning sun bright shine
Enjoy taste noddle
Under breeze Silindung valley
Celebrate the goal

Sibolga, North Sumatra,271210