By Chairil Anwar

 

To the Devout Believer

My Lord

In desolation
Even though I face great tribulation
I remember You fully, completely
Your searing holy light
Now just a candle’s flicker in darkness silent

My Lord

I have lost form
Am shattered

My Lord

I journey in a foreign country

My Lord

At Your door I knock
I can not turn away

13/11-1943.

 

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Pantja Raja, p. 17.

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