Poem for West Papua
I used to think and speak in an easy way and put my trust in all my friends There’s so much thought to flow, but stuck within a hundred dead ends What is the use of exchanging views and gathering hopes when nobody believes in Playing my invisible harps to stay awake and waiting for the right time just to fall in My life’s a river, the song of water and the silent stone A useless fake sympathy will not match the tone My heart’s a bird of paradise, the unheard song and unseen beauty A half-hearted help will only push me into a deeper guilty West Papua is a land of peace but why should I see so many fallen heroes West Papua is a beautiful place on earth but why so dark as sages One people one soul but why do they fight one another Unity in diversity but why do they forget to respect each other
(P.S. 10.03.2012)
