MOMBASSA MENUJU NAIROBI, KENYA

Tersentak

langkah kepanasan

citra primitif

di ambang gerbang

benua hitam

ku heran

jari-jari kasar

tubuh-tubuh pekat

gurun-gurun ganas

cerita hatari

cerita Born Free

ku bersama John Wyne

senyum

ku jamah gapura gading

menuju kota mu

restoran rambut pirang

bus kota padat

anak-anak dalam gendongan

terhimpit buah-buahan

kerinduan cerita mu

saat kecil di negeriku

terobati

kau tidak berubah

tetabuhan tidak sirna

FROM MOMBASSA TO NAIROBI, KENYA

Suprised

walking in heat

primitive image

by the gate

black continent

I wonder

Rough fingers

solid bodies

wild deserts

story  of Hatari

story  of Born Free

I accompanied John Wyne

smiling

I reached gate of ivory

towards your city

blond hair restaurant

crowded city bus

babies held in arms

snashed between fruits

longing to a story of yours

When being kid in my country

came true

You never changed

drum beatings stayed still