Kempen topeng suara

Kempen kemanusiaan berbaur darah
Disampaikan silinder silinder besi
Menembusi, memecah dinding kerohanian
Bak bunga sakura gugur ke bumi
Lantas di injak

Topeng-topeng shayaathin
Muncul disana sini, mengomel, menghukum
Tetapi dimanakah resolusi, dimanakah kesudahan?
Kempen kemanusiaan berlangsung penuh gah
Terus menghimpit, menjarah

Tiba-tiba suara mula kedengaran
Di mana tinggal suara ini dahulu?
Tiada kempen, tiada tindakan?
Lumrah duniawi yang memedihkan nurani
Diikut pedih, diendah perih

Syabas kempen!
Syabas topeng-topeng!
Syabas suara!
Kerna membuktikan kamu itu manusia!

She...

She paced the walkways and corridors of the sickness and cure
A bundle of energy zapping here and there
Asking not for reprieve
Asking not to be relieved
A workhorse personified
It keeps her mind of things, i guess
Things that personally eating her resolve
Things like a daughter settling into life
A son with a streak of self-destruction
Another daughter whose facing her biggest crisis so far
A retired by complication husband's whine that she is too engrossed in works
Loans that are eroding her statement
Bit by bit chewing
Bit by bit grinding
Bit by bit compromising

I guess she found solace at the sickness and cure
The obstacles faced there seems less demeaning
An escapism you might say
A required escapism i would suggest
Knowing personally only a part of her problems
But somehow i think i understand
Somehow i can't put the blame on her
For wanting to run away even for a while is naturally human
As by being human she's loaded with the complications

~to be continued (if ever)~

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