regrets

Missing my morning has been floated
Day of my youth is gone
Now evening comes looming
I was already high body
I was negligent on the day of morning
Beta negligent in youth
Now living liver poison
Poor poor science treasures


Ah, what to my regret
Sorry useless old
Just add soul wound


I expect the young to
Set the line in today morning
Toward the field of service.

Chairil Anwar