puisi-lagu-puisi

langit tetap saja dengan hitam
malam semakin melarutkan kegelapan
bergaul dengan pemikir muda
membuatkan ku resah
aku perlu kaji semula pandanganku

langit terus semakin legap
malam telah menggelapkan mata
aku tertimbus dengan mimpi.
-amerzaman

From the poverty shacks,
he looks from the cracks to the tracks,
And the hoof beats pound in his brain.
And he's taught how to walk in a pack
Shoot in the back
With his fist in a clinch
To hang and to lynch
To hide 'neath the hood
To kill with no pain
Like a dog on a chain
He ain't got no name
But it ain't him to blame
He's only a pawn in their game.

- Only a Pawn in Their Game oleh Bob Dylan


P/s: W
alau apa saya buat, walau apa saya tak buat, saya cuma buah catur. Tapi saya teringin jadi catur yang raja.

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