Rain of Gold

With all of our strength goes
Beginning at dawn it's still a virgin
Fall hard rupt our voice Red and white still bleeding             The thick black of our faces
We are gloomy clean in smile
Please stay away from the rain of stones Reaching a dream is not a meaning
Let the mud have overflowed
Do not die in standing             The golden rain will not come Bury the pieces of hope
Maybe all will come
Only promises are revealed Then rub at the end of the eye Make wounds and pain If you want to dig into the heart
Messages from the divine always fill
Purwokerto 2018
Azizal Hanafi

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