Sore Dua Syawal

SORE DUA SYAWAL Rupanya kumandang takbir masih mengendap di telinga aku Ledakan petasan masih membekas di labirin penyimpanan nada Di sore dengan angin kering musim kemarau namun dingin Bulatan sempurna terbentuk lewat mentari senja Dan di sore dua syawal ini aku mendapati diriku dalam kabut satu tanya Apakah kelak anak-anak yang kutatap sore ini akan menikmati sore dua syawal dengan suasana sama? Ketika aku dan generasiku telah mengajarkan mereka dengan kepedihan, derita, tanda-tanya seputar keadilan, dan kepalsuan bahagia Lagi pula, aku dan generasiku asyik bergumul dan bergelut dengan pola pikir masing-masing Maka tanyaku sekali lagi Akankah anak-anak yang kutapa sore ini bisa menikmati sore dua syawal dengan suasana bahagia di kemudian hari? Apparently resonance of Takbir is still settle in my ear Imprint firecracker explosion still ringing in the labyrinth of storage In the afternoon the wind but the cold dry season Perfect circle is formed through the setting sun And at the end of this two syawal I found myself in a fog of questions Is the future of children who looked into this evening will enjoy the afternoon two syawal with the same atmosphere? As I and my generation has been taught them by pain, suffering, questions marks about justice, and falsehood happy Besides, I and my generation fun wrestling and grappling with the mindset of each So I ask once again Will the children who looked into this afternoon to enjoy the afternoon with two syawal happy atmosphere in the future? Sukabumi-September 2009