Before the Earth Perishes
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A river running past a myriad
Of abodes but the one woven of bamboo
Rotten, fragile, crammed with dust and spiderweb
One that could easily devoured by fire
There stood someone's granny
Her skin was pierced by wrinkles and misery
We used to bury pennies and cents
Wishing they'd bloom so she'd be free
One day my mom said we'd go for a while
Yet we never return
My house was flattened to the ground
The soil turned buff, dried out resembles a corpse
I was hoping to see that granny anew
The guise i once aware quietly stained
All i could catch was her scent
Along with unfinished trance
Unknown and forgotten
Jember, 10 Juni 2026
Penulis: Raden Ayu Divala
Kanca Aksara
"Bersama, Berkarya, Bersaudara"
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