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Someone who talks a lot, yet actually a shy one and might come off as indifferent or even cold at one point. A homebody who likes spending her time binge watching tv series or movies, or reading an emotionally exhausting book, yet always been thrilled with outdoor activities. It's quite contradicting, I know

May 17, 2013

Mei Kelabu

I just read this post about how dark the May 1998 incident—which I've been read in my history book milion times. I know it's late to bring that thing up, but it's better late than never right? I mean, I know this incident very well (not that very well, considering just based on the book I read) until I feel like that chapter in my book start getting—uh—so boring. BUT this is different, when you try to read in other people's view you'll be startled enough that you will be like 'ah.. this is different from what I knew all this time, it felt more real, so much much more interesting.' I got that feeling when I read that post, I don't know.. I just feel like 'Did I really have been knew this before? Or Is this my first time knowing about this?'.

Okay I know this post's title doesn't have correlation with the context, but.. May 1998 truly, definitely, 'kelabu' right?

Oh and.. What important is, why I suddenly write this post—despite the fact that I just found a great article about Indonesia's dark history—?

I read a poem that had me drop my tears. I'm seriously serious.


o, kusuma bangsa
engkau mati muda
sebagai martir
menghadang pongahnya kemapanan dan kerakusan
menentang segala tipu daya dan kemunafikan
kau ikhlaskan segala harap dan apa yang engkau punya
demi tanah air dan rakyat yang papa
pendekar reformasi
desah nafas terakhirmu
adalah api yang mengganggang semangat perjuangan suci
enyahkan kelaliman dan angkara murka
tegakkan kemerdekaan
tegakkan keadilan
pahlawan muda
selamat jalan
beserta doa tulus kami

by: Aryaguna, 13 May 1998
Copied from: link

I don't know and I don't care if you guys don't shed even just for a tear. I just hope you will find the meaning of the poem.
 

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