"EVERYTHING'S FLEXIBLE; NOTHING'S PERMANENT"

There's no amnesty granted

unless well-paid

Reach deeply into your pockets

until perhaps,

their eyeballs jump out of their sockets

There's no bravery

when it comes to being a bully

scaring others as you'd be

You may look tough

but without the mob,

you're so tiny

There's no curse

without anyone making it worse

pointing fingers

reciting prayers

in hopes for the enemies to suffer

countless times and more

There's no denying

of what's been sinking

a bad blood over arguments

as each is dying to win

Is it everlasting?

What are we thinking?

Is this another sign of a dying dream,

a vivid reminder of what's not permanent?

There's no real friendship

not in politics

only a few promises to keep

and many lies that make you tick

Some good people keep quiet

just to avoid causing more riot

Can you blame them for playing safe?

Still, they end up feeling helpless

Use the heart

and they call you weak

and bloody sensitive

Use the brain

and you're calculative

but rather cold with a mean streak

Now what?

There's no true love

No, never in politics

What you give is never enough

What you receive may get you sick

In politics,

everything's flexible

Nothing's permanent

Question everything.

R.

(Jakarta, 12/5/2017 - 9:00 am)