Kuala Sibuti

He said he comes from Kuala Sibuti
a fisherman who has drown the thousand seas
and comes a day his voices loud and clear
he said his children are from Kuala Sibuti
fishermen who will die with the sea
and here they build houses
that burnt in the sand
and fire the sky with floating haze
and they make dream in daylight
and they said it glows in the glass
Kuala Sibuti is a village of the open seas
where every night it thunders the shore
but can our hand reach out that hopes
our children clear the misfortunes
to build a house of glass
on top of a stormy waves.

He said he comes from Kuala Sibuti
a fisherman who has drown the thousand seas
bringing news that reached the sky
a fisherman will never die
even hunger in the deep ocean.

Mukah
22 Noc 09.