Fact

Fact is a harbor
From where we can start to fly with our imagination
Or float with our experiment
To find something we want
If we feel tired or lost
We can always come back to our base
Where the land is safe and strong

But when it’s also destroyed
We drowned in the sea of uncertainty
Nothing to be hold, nowhere to go
But it doesn’t mean in this wide wide world
There’s not other solid place
Where the land is safe and strong

poem by Maria Sudibyo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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