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Sambaulu Risen
Traces of Struggle
Late at night towards dawn
People are slaves
And have time, sir
Trapped in body
Poor body
Waiting is certain, sir
And to my soul
Maybe we fight
When the sun reigns
Echoes and rhythms
The beautiful handsome chicken, at dawn
The travel signal is not over yet
And to the rulers of the night
Darkness must have struck
As long as you are aware
The presence of moon and stars
We will not get lost, sir
Dawn always comes
We are prisoners
Occupied time and ego
Silent night
Delivering back
Into the lap of dawn
People
Not yet independent
Risen Sambaulu, is a poet who was born in Tomohon on December 20, 1999 and lives in Minahasa, North Sulawesi.
Sambaulu Risen
Traces of Struggle
Late at night towards dawn
People are slaves
And have time, sir
Trapped in body
Poor body
Waiting is certain, sir
And to my soul
Maybe we fight
When the sun reigns
Echoes and rhythms
The beautiful handsome chicken, at dawn
The travel signal is not over yet
And to the rulers of the night
Darkness must have struck
As long as you are aware
The presence of moon and stars
We will not get lost, sir
Dawn always comes
We are prisoners
Occupied time and ego
Silent night
Delivering back
Into the lap of dawn
People
Not yet independent
Risen Sambaulu, is a poet who was born in Tomohon on December 20, 1999 and lives in Minahasa, North Sulawesi.