Wahai pemuda mana telurmu?

Apa gunanya merdeka
Kalau tak bertelur
Apa gunanya bebas
Kalau tak menetas?

Wahai bangsaku
Wahai pemuda
Mana telurmu?

Burung jika tak bertelur
Tak menetas
Sia-sia saja terbang bebas

Kepompong menetaskan
kupu-kupu,
Kuntum membawa bunga
Putik jadi buah
Buah menyimpan biji
Menyimpan mimpi
Menyimpan pohon
dan bunga-bunga

Uap terbang menetas awan
Mimpi jadi, sungai pun jadi,
Menetas jadi,
Hakekat lautan

Setelah kupikir-pikir
Manusia ternyata burung berpikir

Setelah kurenung-renung
Manusia adalah
burung merenung

Setelah bertafakur
Tahulah aku
Manusia harus bertelur

Burung membuahkan telur
Telur menjadi burung
Ayah menciptakan anak
Anak melahirkan ayah

Wahai para pemuda
Wahai garuda
Menetaslah
Lahirkan lagi
Bapak bagi bangsa ini!

Menetaslah
Seperti dulu
Para pemuda
Bertelur emas

Menetas kau
Dalam sumpah mereka

Sutardji Calzoum Bahri,
7 Agustus 2010

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Sajak Desember

Kutanggalkan mantel serta topiku yang tua
Ketika daun penanggalan gugur
Lewat tengah malam

Kemudian kuhitung
Hutang-hutangku pada-Mu

Mendadak terasa: betapa miskinnya diriku;
di luar hujan pun masih kudengar
dari celah-celah jendela

    Ada yang terbaring di kursi…letih sekali

Masih patutkah kuhitung segala milikku
Selembar celana dan selembar baju
Ketika kusebut berulang nama-Mu;

taram temaram bayang, bianglala itu…

-1961-
Sapardi Djoko Damono

Kalau sampai waktuku
Ku mau tak seorang kan merayu
Tidak juga kau

Tak perlu sedu sedan itu

Aku ini binatang jalang
Dari kumpulannya terbuang

Biar peluru menembus kulitku
Aku tetap meradang menerjang

Luka dan bisa kubawa berlari
Berlari
Hingga hilang pedih peri

Dan aku akan lebih tidak perduli

Aku mau hidup seribu tahun lagi

Maret 1943
Aku-Chairil Anwar

Funny-Fat Cat

Once, there was a white cat
Who was really, really fat
So fat
She looked like a bat
Who has eaten a huge rat.

The cat was walking in the street
Following a beat, with her feet
Tic, tac, tic, tac
Tictactictactictac
Looking for anything to eat
Milk, fish, tuna, meat…

But what a pity
The street was empty
So empty
Not even a birdie
To make her get nasty.

The cat kept walking in the street
Following a beat, with her feet
Tic, tac, tic, tac
Tic, tac, tic, tac
Looking for somewhere to sleep
Bed’n’sheets? Get real! Just a seat…

But she didn’t find any, what a shame
Because she was really lame
So lame
She had forgotten her own name
And from where she originally came.

So she kept walking in the street
Feeling the heat, and pain in her feet
Tic, tac, tic, tac
Tic, tac
Looking for someone to blame
Same situation, same game…

Then, the white cat
Saw a tiny red hat
One hat
She ran, jumped and sat
In it, what a lucky cat!

But since she was really fat
She got stuck in the hat
So stuck
She looked like a rat
In a cheese trap.

A dog came walking in the street
Following a beat, with his feet
Tic, tac, tictac
Tic, tac, tictac
He saw something red
So he stopped near the cat’s head:

‘Haha! Cat, you pay the fees
For acting so bad with your peers! ‘
‘Help, please’
‘Call me bad boy, I love to tease
I’m getting outta here, say cheers! ‘

Then a bird came flying in the street
With his wings, following a beat
Tictactictactictac
Tictactictactictac
He saw something red
So he stopped above the cat’s head:

‘Oh, poor white cat
Are you trapped in this hat? ‘
‘Damn I am! ‘
‘Let me help you, sad little cat
Here, you’re out, care for a chat? ‘

Rumors I heard
Say the cat ate the bird.

by
Rita El Khoury