ROleplay | English Poetry by Zidni Dinia Anugrah

 

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. 

Blood is red? 


And why are you now moving into 

another house? 

Don't you love me? It cold there, 

why are you choosing there?


But don't you know the answer is?

Look around you, even you can't 

The pigeons make their new nest. 

Sounds unfair, 

but no one wants to feel this way.

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