haloo, in these few days I wrote about crypto,
at this time, i am saturated to write about it, let me write poetry or poem about anarchy
if all I can give you is a glass of black coffee. selfish I suck tobacco bars with you.
and our talking is not about our future.
a small house with a yard full of flowers,decorating our living room, family room, dining table or bedroom.
if what I can give at this time is just this.
I'm selfish with tobacco bars with you.
You seem to be bored with my conversation.
when you talk of your favorite fashion model, I'm talking marx.
when you talk about how national your father is, I speak anarchy.
when you talk about college education, I talk communist.
or when you praise his ex-girlfriend, I'm telling you the concept of atheism.
but really i love you. Khadijah on muhamad, Qais on laela, or the lover of crab on money.
just somehow how to convey my love.
if ideally I am a marxist, anarchy, communist, and people say I am atheist.
I am not a modernity like a dream, not a nationalist like your father, not as educated as your friends, and not as serious as your ex-girlfriend ... for the last time.
this time I just want to talk to my life.
but I just you, just finish the coffee slowly, slowly.
talk as you please, cheek-say what you like so I'm more convinced I have to fight for you.
so that you will be more convinced I keep fighting for you.
to make you understand marx, communist, anarchy, and atheist unlike the ones in school teach you.
