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Saya Ingin

Saya ingin menjadi dokter
Lalu dikirim ke Palestina
Bergabung bersama pasukan berjas putih lainnya
Siap berbakti dan ikut berjuang
Membela yang benar
Berjihad di jalan Tuhan

Saya ingin berkecimpung di dunia politik
Berada di deretan orang orang berpengaruh
Atas nama pemerintah
Agar saya dapat membuat kebijakan
Dan memberantas ketidakadilan
Akan saya kirimkan prajurit terbaik
Bukan untuk mengobarkan bendera perang
Melainkan menjemput saudara saudaraku
yang terombang ambing di lautan
Yang tubuhnya hanya tulang berbalut kulit
Jangankan makan, mempertahankan hidup pun sulit

Pohon pohon dihabiskan
Kertasnya digunakan
untuk poster kampanye pedulikan alam
Yang kemudian berakhir di pinggiran jalan
Robek dan terinjak injak

Berita menghilangkan nyawa tersiar setiap hari
Hingga tak lagi merasa ngeri
Karena seringnya hal tersebut terjadi

Tidak kah hatimu teriris
Ketika berada di keramaian
namun tercipta keheningan
Tubuh tubuh yang menunduk
Mencari kebahagiaan fana
Saling menghujat dan mencaci
Mendukung yang salah
Menghabisi yang benar

Ketika rasa kemanusiaan menghilang
Ketika hewan lebih berperasaan dibandingkan manusia
Ketika itulah akhir zaman bertanda
Bahwa sirna sudah kepedulian terhadap sesama
Hanya sikap egoisme yang ada di dalam dada


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