At the bottom of a lie I’m running
in trust I’m running,
in sorrow I’m running,
There’s no place that means anything
An inappropriate journey
for one unworthy,
Only to a mortal life,
Till the destruction is lost
Misfortune kept be falling
a nightmare tempted the running
Because an event brought suffering
Is there a helper for a person who keeps running
It’s only a matter of time before he’s stunned,
his breath might be paralyzed
But it’s a ridiculous act to hide never tired.
To the level of humor he provided
Too bad for the runner
Fight for honnor
Your soul will always remember
Who run every barrier (DEW)
Biografi Penulis
Refa Angger Wahyu
Refa Angger Wahyu, salah satu mahasiswa aktif program studi Tadris Bahasa Inggris semester tujuh IAIN Kediri. selain sibuk dengan kegiatan perkuliahan, penulis juga menjadi Pengurus Dema Fakultas Tarbiyah di IAIN Kediri. Untuk mengenal lebih jauh penulis, dapat follow akun Instagramnya @refaerawan5
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