apa guna punya ilmu tinggikalau hanya untuk mengibuli
apa guna banyak baca buku
kalau mulut kau bungkam melulu
di mana-mana moncong senjata berdiri gagah kongkalikong dengan kaum cukong . . .
. . . sajakkudan engkau mendengarkan sajakku
adalah kebisuan yang sudah kuhancurkan sehingga aku bisa mengucapkan
For some reason, i really love this guy. The way he tell people how destiny is not fair to him, even sometimes i don't agree. He kept too much pain for himself. He missing until now. It's very amazing because he came from the poor, can make a beautiful words. I can listen his voice, his pain, and i can feel hurt and hate for people. That is the bad side. Because now i want to say : Enough. Enough for hating, enough for being grumpy, enough. I still can live well. I will proof i can survive. I will proof i can stand until the end! Lets fight.