If my time has come
I don’t want anyone to comfort me
Not even you
No need for all those tears
I am a beast of wild bitches
Thrown out of his herd
Let bullets pierce my skin
I will still press on
Wounds and poison I carry on running
Running
Until this stinging pain is gone
And I will care even less
I want to live for another thousand years
Chairil Anwar (1922 - 1949) Indonesia
Translated by Harper Campbell and Christoffer Dharma
Source: Columbia Journal
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