Human Poem by Cendra Tanjung

Human



we come from the mother's womb
the sacred place before we breathe the air of misery:

we must pass through
with many attempts, to goodness and happiness at funeral
(everyone will have it in their own time)

prayerful funeral:
blessings are scattered in the dark tomb.

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