Bound Born In The Mazy

My surroundings are flanked by tiered iron mountains The clouds are dark as if flanking him The river water is cloudy and black It said that it was a victim of urbanization The city that is always throbbing for 24 hours But something was missing when the second tsunami hit the covid 19 pandemic Many have died and seem a bit lonely with interactions The activity has been tied up in the labyrinth Modernity shows the face of emptiness I who live there is very difficult to meet, interact and chat with honesty It's only natural that I look for a community that uses such idealism It's just a matter of how actions wrapped in norms and religion create synergy in the joints of life. My life is simple © Ayatullah Nurjati. PoemHunter.com Jakarta. February 17th,2022.4: 55 PM (GMT +7)