The talking chair

In this room,
I know you before I meet
I know you by person before
I know you because you’re next
I know you as the continue

You don’t know the person before
So young,
So smart and diligent,
So much vision,
Seems that he can be a star at night,

You’re the star of future
You’re the dark of star
You’re the rain of desert
You’re the fire of jungle

You’re like a passenger
A passenger of boat
The boat so old and weak
You’re like a driver
A driver of boat
The boat so full of jerk

The water so swift
The streams can bring you everywhere
The flows can shake you
The stones can sink you

I wanna teach you swimming, so
You’re not sunk
I wanna teach you driving, so
You can bring it to not sunk

Once more,
You’re the next
As like as the prior
Hope,
You’re the next
Unlike the prior

Candra B. Santoso
Wednesday, November 16, 2011