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"Instead of being just an uncle, you could’ve been a wonderful dad, y’know?"

Cilaka.

Just so you know.

“I need to be alone. I need to ponder my shame and my despair in seclusion; I need the sunshine and the paving stones of the streets without companions, without conversation, face to face with myself, with only the music of my heart for company.”
-Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer

Running Orders by Lena Khalaf Tuffaha

They call us now.
Before they drop the bombs.
The phone rings
and someone who knows my first name
calls and says in perfect Arabic
“This is David.”
And in my stupor of sonic booms and glass shattering symphonies
still smashing around in my head
I think “Do I know any Davids in Gaza?”
They call us now to say
Run.
You have 58 seconds from the end of this message.
Your house is next.
They think of it as some kind of war time courtesy.
It doesn’t matter that
there is nowhere to run to.
It means nothing that the borders are closed
and your papers are worthless
and mark you only for a life sentence
in this prison by the sea
and the alleyways are narrow
and there are more human lives
packed one against the other
more than any other place on earth
Just run.
We aren’t trying to kill you.
It doesn’t matter that
you can’t call us back to tell us
the people we claim to want aren’t in your house
that there’s no one here
except you and your children
who were cheering for Argentina
sharing the last loaf of bread for this week
counting candles left in case the power goes out.
It doesn’t matter that you have children.
You live in the wrong place
and now is your chance to run
to nowhere.
It doesn’t matter
that 58 seconds isn’t long enough
to find your wedding album
or your son’s favorite blanket
or your daughter’s almost completed college application
or your shoes
or to gather everyone in the house.
It doesn’t matter what you had planned.
It doesn’t matter who you are
Prove you’re human.
Prove you stand on two legs.
Run.

Chairil Anwar, Chairil Anwar.

SIA-SIA

Penghabisan kali itu kau datang
Membawa karangan kembang
Mawar merah dan melati putih:
Darah dan suci.
Kau tebarkan depanku
Serta pandang yang mematikan: Untukmu.

Sudah itu kita sama termangu
Saling bertanya: Apakah ini?
Cinta? Keduanya tak mengerti.

Sehari itu kita bersama. Tak hampir menghampiri.

Ah! Hatiku tak mau memberi
Mampus kau dikoyak-koyak sepi.

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Lagu ini adalah mengenai suara mericau yang menghasut si ketua jahat.

mericau

mata dipejamkan budak-budak terus menelan
satu dua tiga empat biji ajaib
hadiah datang dari langit
gembira menangis merintih

cuba mengerti seni pusaka
tiada siapa di sini yang fasih boleh reti tulis membaca
kata-kata celah-celah sandiwara
badut berebut mata-mata sang kalot buruk hodoh comot busuk dimulut
sang gemuk sudah tak larat penat mencarut
tipu-tipu kasta orang hina
situ mreka bersatu lembu hamba gajah tentera sedia

buta fasih bergeliga
sabar duduk diam saja
stabil atas batu sambung bercerita lawan raksasa
lidah kelu beku tak terucap tak tersebut
tiada pendekar yang perlu bergelut
masuk sangkar kena tampar kena seksa
kita kasi mereka semua binasa
musnahkan kubu kuburkan keluarga mereka
biar sang hidup berluka air mata

mari-mari kawan syaitan kita merdeka
buat hari ini macam hari raya
masuk dijemput kami cuma nak menghasut
kalau belum daftar masih boleh jadi pengikut
2 x

sebelum rasa takut sebelum rasa risau
tengok tangan siapa yang benar-benar pegang pisau
makhluk pengacau makhluk halus mericau
binatang parasit perlu dibunuh dicekik

gigi taring menerkam vampir berjuang
pucat lesu mari masuk gopoh berperang
satu kandang satu bendang
satu ladang lepas tinggal badan kita hancurkan

bersama lipas serangga
makhluk majnun celaka cerca hina

tanah lumpur sang durjana
penipu pendusta tukang boneka lidah dua

sampah-sampah tak perlu digeladah
lepas baling buang najis kahak ludah
titik noktah tamat kisah seekor khalifah
titik noktah padam dari sejarah

mari-mari kawan syaitan kita merdeka
buat hari ini macam hari raya
masuk dijemput kami cuma nak menghasut
kalau belum daftar masih boleh jadi pengikut
2 x

yah

militan prajurit mula bergerak
dalam rimba
pihak kuasa bodoh belaka
khinzir depan mata masih boleh bertanya
dengan mulut mereka rancak lancap berzina

ranapkan kuasa bucu piramid
umat bangsat lalai khayal ghalik
terbalik monarki ampu monetari

pelacur pengemis hancur takkan kalis
nasionalis jatuh
biar bodoh roboh menangis
biar hodoh glojoh menghunus keris

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