SEASON poetry
Soon the SEAS poetry will end, then before it ends, the author will derive the Prologue that has actually been derived from the beginning before the loading of the Season's poem. It should, or should be so. However, nothing is too late, tonight I just load the Prologue.Happy reading and happy ending the poetry reading The next few days.
PROLOGS OF SEASONS
Season is an insight and a journey. When the season is picked by who owns it, there is the sound of a beautiful orchestra immortal.may be an orchestra consisting of a collection of rhythms and sounds, between the flute and the sarunai, between the flute and the flute, between the balalaica and the organs, between the guitar and the saxophone, between drums and gongs, between the drums and the tabla, between wind and lightning, primates and poultry, between the tears of the human children and the sound of beads, between the laughter of humans in cafes or karaoke and starving children in shack houses, between the sounds of rhymes and sonnets, between the buzz of the market and the screams of men in battle.between what and who, between the sounds of boom and explosion, between the vocal artist and the longing of the virgin to his lover is the beauty - the beauty of the seasons that the age or the millennium era is increasingly difficult to hear by ears. Especially by conscience, one kind of ear from the human spirit. A kind of ear that is very difficult to find in this century.The season shows so many issues to be solved by showing beautiful, conscious, calm and soothing symphony.therefore the seasons also recognize the explosive and terrible explosions of terror that America's president in 2000 and 2003 showed, and the seasons of cicunguk-cicunguk in the name of a religion that is no less frightening with the terrorism of which it turns, perhaps the 2000 and 2003 furor season it also dragged the legend of multiracial, multiracial and multibearing terrorism that dragged the Lehman Brothers and the position was drawn to bankruptcy and collapse that had also ushered the Soviet Union to the brink of destruction.Whether the author is considered too fanatical, is too narrow-minded and has no positive sensitivity when "I" (the author) points out that the undermining of the position and the superpower is the accumulation of continuous and unrelenting sins ever since the 15th century against humanity? Humanity? Is also another more important dimension also unnecessary, BLESSING.deity? Is that a great God up there? There is no need to show God above, near, your neck. Yes, the god who turns closer than your neck, is also unnoticed, for there is no humanity without divinity.If in the 15th century the sins were accumulated by annihilating the American red, Aboriginal, Maori, and other ethnicities of the world in the whole world of continents.even the poverty of the Papuans is not separated from the practice of the thieves they have practiced since they came out of their narrow-minded caves and disputes in classical times, such as Anglo-Saxon and Gothia, between Czek and northern nations Eastern Europe and the Rus family and Central Asian mountain travelers who are labeled as devils (Tartars)?
Ah, the season does not show one particular party, but also involves all mankind.the colonized and colonized both show unrelenting sins. The colonized was never want to learn about the history of the destruction of the invaders. If the colonized reach and reach the glory, the ancient practices of plunder, extortion, hegemony and their colonization also point to the weaker dwellers around it.as the monkey said (whether the monkey ever said so or not, but quite interesting to follow the way of the monkey's mind), he said: "IS TO BE HUMAN!".
Finally, all humans must be invited to the eternal season. As the first poem of this SEASON anthology: return to the day of your spirit!
That is all
Wassalam!