Social Poetry Living death ~ This time will be poetry dalang wanataka social themes. Every creature needs a friend and had bersosial.
Miserere nauseanti
resorting to the icon
and deceived
absorbed, almost distorted
seems to melt
instead you lose
and is not found
despite words
that do not make sense
too many times during
the talk of the shepherd
that wandered, err
and continues to err.
Although not all
the spiritual places
those Christians
Buddhists, Muslims
are equal. Yup,
I still believe
in places near and lon
"Living death"
I'm annoyed at myself
As a result of nobody wants me
I am aware that I have no
As people we meet again may laugh
I'm very sdih once the result of
All of these.
Why life is getting harder
What I'm not grateful.
By. Dalang Wanataka
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