Poetry of Indonesian Independence [17 August 2017]

This is not my country
All Full of smoke and dust
Rifle fired a bullet
With a thunderous voice

The screams sounded endlessly
The sound of crying all over the earth
It is impossible to imagine this heart
If I was present then witness

The heroes fought tirelessly
Sacrifice without complaint
Envy this against them
See the spirit in the chest

Now ...
My country is peaceful and beautiful
Tears changed laughter
The screams changed jokingly

Peace Indonesia
The warrior of my hero