After ten years when I'm ninety then these ricefields, wild plants, this water way, cool air are no more, but the coming generation would never feel it as a huge loss. They never have heard a cock crow, seen a mother chicken with her little chicks, a squirrel, the manyar bird and their boot-shaped nests, the twitter, warble of birds, ...
The beautiful village Cilenggang, Kapuk, Pluit region, Cipanas ... is no more. All around us, buildings, roads, real estates, malls, pollution, trafic jams and stress while there's almost no one who would sorrow, defend the sad situation.
 |
| A spot in Cinangka Valley |
No comments:
Post a Comment