The Evening
I sat in the bus
On going home
I wish arrived at home soon
I have tired been doing for nothingness
I feel sleep when waiting the bus start
Some one is coming sing a song
With the old guitars
and disturb my flied thingking
Since an economic recession
Time runs is going a long
Some one sing a song
In the bus
Not entertain us
For our happiness
However, they cannot do anything
Unemployment is increasing
Everday
While our leader is debating each other
Up to day
poem by Prasetya Utama
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