“WHERE WILL HE GO FROM HERE?”

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What do you see?

Can you show me?

I’m not sure I’m ready

to prepare for whatever is meant to be.

So what’s the verdict?

This waiting is making me sick.

Where will he go from here?

How do we accept that without any fear?

Is that what limbo feels like?

The uncertain, in-between?

I’m trying to look alright,

as I silently suppress this urge to scream.

I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel.

I don’t even want this to be real.

Still, they keep saying that patience is a virtue,

even when I’ve got nothing left to do.

Pray, they say.

<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:150%;font-family:&q

uot;Times New Roman","serif"”>Hopefully it can buy another day

for him to make amends,

for us to fight to the last stand.

My Great King,

I don’t know what else to think.

I’ve got no energy nor bravery left.

It feels they’ve all gone bereft.

I feel empty,

unsure of what to see

but I have to be ready

for whatever is meant to be…

(Jakarta, 14/1/2014 – 3:35 pm)