DERITA DIKALA PETANG

Derita dikala petang
Aditya prasetyo

Tiba-tiba kutulis sebuah puisi tentang sore
Sambil melihat tenggelamnya surya
Tidak lupa bersama pena yang setia

Petang ini,
Kudengar,
Anak meringis di pinggiran selokan
Mencari apa arti penghidupan
Sambil berjualan Koran

Mereka hanya ingin tau, apa arti penghidupan ?
Tapi, tak tahu dimana mencari?
Toh, yang mereka dapatkan derita

Petang ini,
Derita mereka tak semanis pidato penguasa
Seperti pengeluh yang berkeluh kesah

Derita-derita itu seakan hanya cerita

Suddenly I wrote a poem about the evening
While looking at the sunset
Not forgetting with a faithful pen

Evening,
I heard,
Children wince at the edges
Looking for what livelihood means
While selling newspapers

They just want to know, what is the meaning of livelihood?
But, do not know where to look?
After all, they get the pain

Evening,
Their suffering is not as sweet as the leader's speech
Like a griping complainer

The afflictions are just stories,

whereas real