Thursday, August 11, 2005
New blood joins this earth
and quickly he's subdued
through constant pain disgrace
the young boy learns their rules
with time the child draws in
this whipping boy done wrong
deprived of all his thoughts
the young man struggles on and on he's known
a vow unto his own
that never from this day
his will they'll take away
what I' ve felt
what I' ve known
never shined trough in what I' ve shown
never be
never see
won't see what might have been
what I' ve felt
what I' ve known
never shined through in what I' ve shown
never free
never me
so I dub thee unforgiven
they dedicate their lives
to running all of his
he tries to please them all
this bitter man he is
throughout his life the same
he's battled constantly
this fight he cannot win
a tired man they see no longer cares
the old man then prepares
to die regretfully
that old man here is me*The Unforgiven by Metallica
How amazing! Sempet ga jelas rasa, ga terdeskripsi dengan kata, ga nemu perumpamaannya.
Awalnya gw semalem ke Gunung Agung, sekedar browsing buku-buku baru. Pas mo keluar menuju kasir, nangkep sosok yg pernah gw kenali, persis, sedang duduk membaca.
Gw cermati dengan seksama, taste & style-nya siy mengarah kesana, walau ga bernuansa hijau, warna kesukaannya.
Berpikir lumayan lama. Antara bertanya atau melewatkannya. Tentang kemungkinan-kemungkinan. Mungkin suaminya dimutasi ke sini, atau mungkin (….). Trus gw coba nginget nomor telpon rumahnya, mencari informasi dari sumber utama. Aga ga yakin gw dial sederet angka, nada sambung, lama, ga diangkat. Mailbox.
Pulang atau langsung menanyakan. Akhirnya gw dial ulang sederet angka yang sama. Nada sambung, suara lelaki separuh baya, mungkin papap-nya. Percakapan singkat. (Gile! bener lo, nomernya! hebat! gw masih inget!) Intinya, dia sekarang di Jakarta, udah enam bulan katanya. Kesimpulannya, yg saya kira tadi bukan siapa-siapa, kemiripan aja, ga lebih. Ya udah, akhirnya gw keluar GA with a fading flame. Dah kebelet pipis siy (hehehe)