To The One Who Knows

Lady Sion
1 min readJun 29, 2020

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by Lady Sion

Whether I’m Kartini or Kartolo, Barbarossa or Barbie, Barbara or Barnabas…

Shall I appear this way, there’s no need for you to worry, for social custom is solely what you care about.

Indeed, what is with myself in such appearance?

Do you recognize me rising from the darkness within?

I was Uranus’s scum drops from his genital in the sea.

Escape from Poseidon’s grasp.

Now incarnated like Aphrodite, full of charm anesthetize you in Gaia body.

This body confining me would never sing in a perfect harmony with my very soul.

Oh, how could I withstand?

You need not to eagerly pry into my past.

But clearly,

stare at me,

miss me this time,

accept me,

love me in the present.

Tomorrow or the day after, when the time shall change, keep me in your memory, who I am today.

Cause in front of God and the universe, we are all brothers and sisters.

Peaceful Lotus Petals, May 24th 2018

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Lady Sion
Lady Sion

Written by Lady Sion

Jika tulisan adalah fisiknya,maka pikiran adalah ruhnya.Jika kerja adalah raganya,maka karsa adalah jiwanya.Jika karya denyut nadi,maka rasa sebagai nyawanya.

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