Isn’t it life?

*Anton’s note: originally written in March 1st, 2009. Don’t ask me what it means! A nonsense I don’t even remember.

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There are places we cannot reach

Rooms we cannot enter

Vessels we cannot fill

We are rejected

sometimes evicted

and Alas! We are despised

We walk alone

And, yes! We wept in our lonesome road

But all we can do is just march on

But, then again

It doesn’t matter

Don’t let them confuse you

We are not meant to receive

for we took so much already

We had been given so much

And thus, we have to give

without expecting any return

It is thought

Well, that is life

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Disadvantages

Just yesterday, my old friend came to give me some souvenirs.

He’s not an ordinary friend I must say. He got this big birthmark on his face, and to make it worse, that birthmark grows. People call this handicap, or flaw. I call it disadvantage. When I was in junior high, because of his disadvantage, he’s a regular object of jokes, harsh jokes sometimes, and that’s not the worse part. He used to be ignored or shunned by his peers at school.Whenever there’s a group discussion, group work, basketball or baseball game, he would find it hard to get accepted in a group. Yes, “normal” people don’t like to interact with “different” people.

When I thought of it and I felt pity for him, random words flying in my mind.

With disadvantages, he gains strength.

Pain has made him invulnerable.

Who are you to pity him?

He’s stronger, wealthier, and fight more fiercely than you.

What you’ve done once, he has done it twice.

He’s better than anyone.

It is you who should do more effort.

So that you won’t be ashamed when you meet him in front of you when the game is over and he asked:

“Didn’t you take early start?”

The Charge Of The Light Brigade (poem)

Pada tanggal 14 April 2010, terjadi insiden kekerasan di Tanjung Priok. Satpol PP yang ditugaskan untuk menertibkan bangunan liar di sekitar makam Mbah Priok bentrok dengan massa bersenjata yang sudah siap untuk mempertahankan wilayah mereka. Dua kubu dengan jumlah yang tidak sedikit berhadap-hadapan, hanya diperlukan cukup sedikit provokasi, dan konflik berdarah pun terjadi. Puluhan kendaraan terbakar dan ratusan orang menjadi korban.

Setelah kejadian itu berlalu, masyarakat masih terus membicarakannya. Satpol PP sepertinya menjadi kambing hitam. “Preman Berseragam” itulah sebutan yang diberikan kepada mereka. Apakah semua kesalahan patut ditimpakan pada mereka? Padahal kita tidak boleh lupa, tiga korban tewas adalah dari pihak mereka, dan kendaraan yang terbakar hampir semuanya adalah juga dari pihak Satpol PP. Melihat hal ini, saya teringat sebuah puisi yang dibahas Michael Ohrer dalam “The Blind Side”.

The Charge of The Light Brigade

by Alfred, Lord Tennyson Memorializing Events in the Battle of Balaclava, October 25, 1854
Written 1854

Half a league half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred:
‘Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns’ he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

‘Forward, the Light Brigade!’
Was there a man dismay’d ?
Not tho’ the soldier knew
Some one had blunder’d:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do & die,
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley’d & thunder’d;
Storm’d at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.

Flash’d all their sabres bare,
Flash’d as they turn’d in air
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army while
All the world wonder’d:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro’ the line they broke;
Cossack & Russian
Reel’d from the sabre-stroke,
Shatter’d & sunder’d.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley’d and thunder’d;
Storm’d at with shot and shell,
While horse & hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro’ the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.

When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder’d.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred!


Note: This poem, including punctuation, is reproduced from a scan of the poem written out by Tennyson in his own hand in 1864. The scan was made available online by the University of Virginia.

A Fusion of Song for Agent 32

Lately, our dear Agent 32 of ASS (Anton Secret Service) has been very sad because of a problem on her previous mission. She saved the day from another evil genius, but she lost her dog on action.

So, I fused a song just for her. Listen to me!

When Love Songs Collide

Woman:

I’ve locked my heart
I keep my feelings there
I have stocked my heart
Like an icy Frigadere
For I need to care for no one
That’s why I’m through with love

Man:

There’s nothing you can do that can’t be done.
Nothing you can sing that can’t be sung.
Nothing you can say, but you can learn how to play the game.
It’s easy…

Women:

I could use some direction
And I’m open to your suggestions

Man:

All you need is love.
All you need is love.
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need.

Oh why you look so sad
The tears are in your eyes
Come on and come to me now
Don’t be ashamed to cry
Let me see you through
Cause I’ve seen the dark side too

When the night falls on you
You don’t know what to do
Nothing you confess
Could make me love you less

Woman:

Everytime I take a step ahead into the future
Sometimes I’m still stuck on that’s left behind
Everytime I think of what you said which had a meaning
Sometimes I keep thinking if you were right

listen all together let us sing

Why are people running,why are people hiding
Why are people crying for this love
Why are people running,why are people hiding
Why are people crying for this love

Man:

There’s nothing you can know that can’t be known.
Nothing you can see that isn’t shown.
No where you can be that isn’t where you’re meant to be.
It’s easy…

Man and Woman:

All you need is love.
All you need is love.
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need.

(Repeat until tired)

-Fin-

Songs: I’m Through with Love (Diana Krall), All You Need is Love (Lynden David Hall ), Way Back Into Love (Hugh Grant), I’ll Stand by You (Rod Steward), Why are People Running (Boris).

This song turns out to be fantastic! The only problem is it’s probably not meant to be played…or heard…-_-“

Rakyat Tak Mungkin Merdeka

Rakyat Tak Mungkin Merdeka

(Sutrisno Budiharto)


Rendra,

Rakyat belum merdeka, katamu

itu bukan hanya kau yang tahu

para gelandangan dan lalat-lalat di bak sampah

para pengamen jalanan dan tikus-tikus di lorong pertokoan

para babu dan anjing-anjing penjaga di perumahan parlemen

juga bisa merasakan

Rakyat belum merdeka, katamu

aku juga tahu itu sebab, rakyatmu memang tetap menjadi rakyat sejak dulu

Entah sudah berapa ribu politisi menawarkan keadilan dan kemakmuran

Entah sudah berapa juta janji dikobarkan dipanggung-panggung orasi politisi

tapi keadilan selalu terperosok ke dalam perut para politisi

Rakyat belum merdeka, katamu

aku juga sangat tahu itu

Mana mungkin bisa merdeka,bila keadilan hanya menjadi tulisan dan puisi

Mana mungkin bisa merdeka, bila mereka hanya jadi tunggangan kesana-kemari

Mana mungkin rakyat bisa merdeka, bila kerakusan selalu menjadi nabi

Rakyat belum merdeka, katamu

Ya, aku juga sangat tahu itu

sebab, rakyatmu memang tak kan mungkin merdeka

sebab, tanah air ini hanya bagai penjara bagi mereka

***

Solo, Februari 2001

The Day of Separation

The Day of Separation

The time has come!crying
The time has come!
Wake up, and prepare!


Wake up!
Children of fate, wake up!
Your rest is gone
Prepare yourself and get ready to run


Run, my children, run!
The darkness is coming
And they come to get you

So run, and don’t look back!


It is your destiny
It is your fate

The future is in your hand


Find the light of truth
The fiery truth that will burn all lies

The blinding light that will dissolve all dark

Farewell, my sweet children…

The day has died

We can guide you no more

You must choose your own path now

There is no time for tears

You are our only hope


Do not cry

’cause we will live in your heart


Farewell, my precious children…

Farewell…

[Inspired by: Liberi Fatali]

A Favor to Ask

Dear Friend…

How are you today, my friend?
I miss you so much
How long has it been
Since the last time we met?

Well, time goes by
and season changes
but the thing I afraid the most
is our memories fade away

Distance separated us far away
Harshness of this world makes us forget to remember
and time washes our memories slowly but sure
I wonder, will it wash our friendship as well?

I am afraid you will forget about me
but I’m more terrified to imagine
that I will forget you as well
We might gonna be strangers to each other someday

My friend, it might be hard…
but I want to ask you a favor
I want you to remember my existence
And I’ll remember yours as well

Please…

That’s it, That’s all…

Farewell…