Rat and jackal
News reads in Serat:
"Brutal they tortured a jackal…"
and it says:
"…they cut parts like its tail
while alive…"
Hair stands on its end; on my arm
I recall
they caught rat
on it poured gasoline
then fire
and rat ran
and flame in the air
danced and danced and danced
even now I can see
without aid…
Rat on run…
Flames dance till it falls.
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