Tired Walk Poem by Prasetya Utama

Tired Walk



in fact this feet
have tired walk
fringing life
but children
still await my hand
they there adult
but under done
the rest still little by little
their arms still not yet can
its reach their goals
what draped
above
at the stars
what spangled with
in the sky night
dark.

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