By: Yohanes Manhitu
The days pass quickly like the pages
of a story book turned fast by a reader
hoping for a happy ending for himself
though the plot is uneasy, he knows
He has opened the book like a blind
The beginning flows like river water
moving toward the ocean of ecstasy
that turns into what he calls agony
The book is still open and read fast
While trying to reach the final page,
he finds there, much sadness and joy
and still he hopes for a happy ending
Chapter by chapter he now has passed
and still many more chapters to touch
Though the story is still far to complete,
a happy ending is all he wants to enjoy
Yogyakarta, 9 March 2005
of a story book turned fast by a reader
hoping for a happy ending for himself
though the plot is uneasy, he knows
He has opened the book like a blind
The beginning flows like river water
moving toward the ocean of ecstasy
that turns into what he calls agony
The book is still open and read fast
While trying to reach the final page,
he finds there, much sadness and joy
and still he hopes for a happy ending
Chapter by chapter he now has passed
and still many more chapters to touch
Though the story is still far to complete,
a happy ending is all he wants to enjoy
Yogyakarta, 9 March 2005
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