Legacy

Dawn

Back in 85. Terminal Pulo Gadung, Father said. Bags of matted shirts and naivety found its home in concrete.

Sad lyrics and upbeat music lays the groundwork for Minang music. Dissonance-

of longing and lust for life

Of homes and of different suns

or rather, sons with-

Hereditary jet black hairs and

newly acquired caucasian tongues

that knows nothing of their inheritance of diabetes and, arteries clogged-

with love

From the land where, rice paddies kisses the stars good night and tucks the moon in bed.

Back where, bravado is two spoons of sugar and an egg yolk.

Where, the horizon patiently waits for every drop of the ocean,

to come back home.

Dusk

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