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For my Son (Kartini's Dream)
My bed is a tears
Helpless in my arms
Strong and vigorous
Probably once came far
from the teak forest
Its remote and sacred
Covered by a mosquito net
Witnesses of millions
of fireflies
Flying in the Jepara sky
And now grim in Rembang
Childhood was sold
The ideals must I plant
Within growth
of the nursery season
(2012)
poem
by
Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo
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