Zidni's Poem Collection

  ROleplay By Zidni Dinia Anugrah  Imagine in the past We held a game, played a role on the sidewalk. Built a stall, I was a pop. Saw people patiently clutching coins, queuing for the rice.  The next game, I brought a mango  you craved. Ran to your side  even hard for me to stand up,  my back ached. Stones, irons, woods,  lifted up. No protest,  that’s the role I was given, right? It was not easy, but we never missed.  your wise word, your faith  keeping me there.  Turning the wheels even harder,  never stopped.  In the cold afternoon The game was ruined Somnambulism boy crushed.  His eyes were closed, knowing nothing  but threw his white car, hit you. You ain't speak, cried, sob.. breathless. Mother said it was yours, the boy was innocent. Mother mad, you blamed. But did I know people? No They just stared, whispered. I looked at you, no dare to move.  Why my eyes as wet as yours  but yours were red....