Poetry by: @heartofdarkness (Selamet Raharjo)
Medan, October 25, 2021
image by Miguel Bruna in Unsplash
The heat of the sun that burns the skin
Until the dirty air is inhaled into the chest
I never thought to stop walking
I have a burning spirit
The spirit that burns fear
My soul screams in life
Like a lion that scares its prey
I don't know when will this end?
How long will I last?
Is there hope for tomorrow?
The more I endure, the harder the blow of life I feel
Unexpected
City life is filled with traps of dreams and wishful thinking
A weak soul will not be able to fight all of this
Rise, fight and defend
Hoping for a better tomorrow