When Life Gives You Much Butterflies
When life gives you much butterflies
I know you will draw a big line in the skies
And your grandma will beautifully says
“I can see pain in your eyes.”
When life gives you much butterflies
The wind blows inside your cave
And the water reflect your face
And it gradually says that life painful it has
I know butterflies heal you
But, do they heal all of us?
The fireworks! I heard they blew up!
And where are the butterflies now?
The butterflies!
I see them in your eyes
In your cave
And in the skies
And when life gives you much butterflies
I know the fireworks blew all of us
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I Am God
I am God
I rule the world and rule the lives of of yours
And I heard
I heard yell and scream, I heard pain and tears
But, I do nothing
I am God
I make the earth and create your mother
And I saw
I saw the destroyer, and the victims
But, I do nothing
I am God
I gave birth the universe
And I know
The bombs are blowing up around you
But, I do nothing
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Watermelon Sugar
Sweet like watermelon sugar
Lovely like kid and scar
Dream little dream, Sweet Angel
How can you survive the battle?
Feel like a god and the sword
These all more than a word
Wish I could be painless
But, there’s only a sadness
Merry go around, Oh Sunset Baby
Wish the song sweets like lullaby
Do you hear the scream or me?
Do you feel the pain in me?
Sweet like watermelon sugar
Lovely like kid and scar
Dream little dream, Sweet Angel
How can you survive the battle?
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Golden Lies
Moon rises with the western breeze
Slowly, deeply, inside the holy holes
The king says people are too loud
Through the art, music, theatre, and even speak
They scream louder, louder than the summer wind
Where’s the justice, they asked everyday
Where’s the wise man they have asked every day
They louder, flies over the moonlight
Where’s them? They finally broke down the hall
Hail! Lord! Hail! Justice!
Their scream sparks like a lighter
Everyday, under the black umbrella
People are digging the golden lies
Hail! King of the nation!
Then, all silence, in silence they ask more
Where’s the honesty? Where’s the freedom?
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I Wish I Were American
I wish I were American
They lie and have those bombs in hand
They fight and no win with empty hand
I wish I were American
They have their own land
Much bigger, just like our hand
Oh, I wish ….
I wish they were us!
Struggling in food and living with no rush.
I wish they were just a baby!
So, they can’t take our land just like they play rugby.
Oh, they helped them!
Like we have no time to live better.
Oh, they support them!
Like our lives don’t even matter.
Maybe, I was American.
Would I take their hand if they lose their land?
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Editor: Moch Aldy MA
