When some parts of the wings got destroyed
and everybody sympathizes how broken both are.
Instead, only you pray for tomorrow and its hopes,
only you try to see the capability's left.
Like story of great reef
Long standing without fear
Kissed by waves indestructibly
However, one can't deny
to realize how vulnerable one's soul.
To realize of what makes something great
are often miserable death.
Now one can see the strings
between darkness and clarity,
between ending and peacefulness.
Good morning, Jakarta
