Agungkan aku
Sang raja yang berpanggung
Wayang jerangkung.
#496 On the Platonic Idea of Poop
The platonic idea of poop is a
Swirl of brown on the ground
Emitting no sound
Just a place for flies to stoop and
Take their feast
A foul release.
#494 Tentang Kilau Rembulan
Rembulan terang
Cahya menusuk malam
Kilau gemilang
#492 On My Private Mountain
This here is
My own private mountain to climb
And no one else can
See the steep slopes ahead
The twists and turns that await
This here is
My own quiet struggle to fight
Against the tide
Against the herd
Against the voices in my own head
And no one else can
Hear the self-doubt
The gnawing sense of futility
This here is
My life
And no one else can
Live it for me.
#490 On Time that Strips Us Bare
It feels millennia since I’ve walked those halls
The uni years of youthful politics
As if that young man was just someone else
In subtle ways, we’re prey to Time’s false tricks
How did that young man come to be this old?
Did Time strip off the masks that kept us bold?
#488 Tentang Menjaga Kesihatan Tatkala Makin Berusia
Bila usia lanjut ‘patpuluh
Harus mula awasi diri
Makan minum harus bersuluh
Jangan sampai hanyut berahi
Kawal makan rajinkan senam
Sihat badan jiwa tenteram.
#486 On the Thundrous Truth
Spare me not the Pain
Smite me with the thundrous Truth
O Lord, spare me not!
#483 On the Pain that Purifies
The pain: it purifies and clarifies
Draws into keen attention Life's travails
A sharp and rude reminder to the wise:
The tallest trees can fall amidst the gales
Hold fast to Him, and He shall grant you ease
His Mercy shall bring suffering now to cease.
#482 On the Grim Fire
Grim is the fire that
Fiercely burns in your brow, like
A dark, defiant blaze.
#480 On Your Grim Resolve (For Yong)
The fiercest indignation on your brow
That colours your defiance in fractured grace
“So young, and look at her, so shattered now!”
You see the pity writ on every face
And yet I see the grim resolve so plain
You will not cower, you’ll surely rise again!