Ilustrasi Sastra "Mom".
Sumber: Dok. Pribadi

Mom, why I should live?
Why did you bring me to this hell?
Why do I have to bear all this burden?
Why did you throw me on the street?
Mom, what should I do?
Mom, why does this hurt?
I want to split this chest, there is something that hurts there.
I want to get it out, I don't want to live with it.
Mom, what do I mean to you?
Do you love me?
Then why did you let me live?
Why are you letting me walk?
Mom, do I live only to die?
Why does death feel so beautiful?
Should I still walk forward?
Why do I feel like turning around.

-Kemal Efendy

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