To Your Unborn Child and Your Leaving

intro: A man was nearly killed today @ Bantar Gebang while he was collecting trash for him to sell to feed his family. The garbage pile was too huge to handle and formed a small hill that almost befallen him. He was lucky. His 3 friends haven't been found. But they were luckier. A woman was found dead. Unlike the 3 men, that 5months-old child inside of her will never knew life at all.

have you read hemingway's 'baby shoes'?*
as it was, this is a short reference
of a sad grievance
i feel as if we have been acquainted

i bid you farewell
i offer you apologies
of people leaving behind trashy bits
from this consuming way of life

we have buried you over
with plastic truths and lies;
demoralization leftovers
we shoo away with red trucks

to your unborn child and your leaving;
up there you'll have clean air
so you're welcome to look down
and be grateful for your sooner departure

to your unborn child and your leaving;
this is my heart here,
it's
yours to take

ketika aku sedang ingin menangis merindukanmu

kau lihat awan yang bergulir-gulir di atas situ?
itulah yang kusuka dari langit
seperti aku menyukai jalanan kosong
melompong ketika malam sebentar lagi menjelang pagi
aku menyukai sepi yang tidak terlihat keramaiannya
aku menyukai ramai yang terlihat kesepian

insomnia

silence had me stiff
and i waited for
the sun to rise well
laying thoughts upon thoughts
resting hope upon hope

the clock points the hour
and the hour after that
and one more, but
pointless is this night
my eyes won't shut

tiresome, but
my eyes won't shut
and already comes
along with the dew;
a plan of staying awake for the moon