MORNING AND FEAR
By Tri Yuza Kasnuharda
That morning I was too scared
Faced again with the sun
That morning I too shriveled
Exposes himself to challenge the sun
That morning I gutless
Shut himself up to hide
Morning, I'm no longer a dream
Afraid, I'm very upset
Shrunken, courage in snatched
Balls, I'm in Killing
Dream, hope in gnaw
I get a grip on what
Who do I trust
How price appreciated
How long tertunggu to die
Not satisfied, I dreaded fear
Saturday, December 24, 2016
Morning and Fear
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