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.
Pantja Raja, p. 17.
Featured image: “Landmijnen van Engels fabrikaat, door onze troepen in Lahat gevonden.”