Yatti Sadeli

Gray Clouds 

This world unexpectedly would turn out like this. 

Even though in the past the morning sun always smiled at us through a rainbow of love. 

Bathing us in gentle light. 

A life where all nations were in unshakable peace,

United to raise the world's standards in tough love. 

Peace was created in every breath. 

There was no war, there was no disaster. 

Only eternal togetherness in a million love songs until the last breath. 

However . . . 

What happened now. . . . 

The world is no longer imbued with cold. 

Life turns into a colorful web. 

The sky became dull hidden behind gray clouds. 

And down there in the expanse of grassland 

Some people ran away in fear 

The gray sky couldn't stop the rain from falling.

Where did God's creation go? 

Are those whose bodies were torn apart already in heaven? 

The gray sky can't hold back the sadness. 

Witnessing the enormity of war fighting over something that cannot be taken to death. 

Is it because boasting is wrapped in greed.

Until you have the heart to hum over extinct creatures.

Anything can be eaten with diplomatic force and cunning. 

That happens often 

Because the struggle of the heart is accompanied by the hardness of ambition. 

The soft whispers of conscience are

only heard as small talk.

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