Rhyme of Silence

Before the hub of the reign's porch.
I stand, myself, whilst relish the smell of late in the evening silence.
I open sheets of affair present.
Loudly, I read the news of silence to the silent.

Would you stride on and hold the mike?

Now, the young are dead.
The old young, now silenced.
They limit the moral line without they realized their's shrinks.
Could it be?

Would you stride on and hold the mike?

In Hellas i stand, perfect, without limit. Which Hellas?
One false word one separated year to home.
Isn't speak a gift of God?
Or are they those who are high, religious, applying secularism?
Or the religious accesory merely to interest of the mass?
Noiseless mass.
Who is it, then?

Would you stride on and hold the mike?

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Sekop Kotor Sakap Nirmala

Permai di bawah, Sekop manapun jadi asal sakap.

Gali gali bobrok sudah fondasi sebelah. Apa soal? Sakapannya cahayannya

Gemerlap di gelap disakap riang. 

"bodo amat!! hahaha."

Ribu kernyit iring tatap sinis tak soal asal tergali.

Kian keras sakap makin berusu perut. Sakap asal sakap sekop manapun jadi.

Gali gali cahaya ganti gelap. Gelap redup terang selimuti.

Mati sanak, jiwa, waras, terus sakap kenyang. 

Hahahahaha.

Nyenyak memang, sesaat.

Baring di cahaya yang gelap.

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