Julid

Peace my earth
Peace my region
Peace my country
Peace my province
Peace my town
Peace my village
Peace my family
Make a peace with me
But……
Where can I start?
My heart or my brain?
Maybe not both
But avoid all negative thought
Is that enough to give peace?
Or…. from my family?
Ah, how is that possible
Every morning is filled with the anger of my father and mother
Maybe it’s better if I turn up my music
And I won’t listen to their bickering anymore
Is that enough to give peace?
Or…..my village?
Ah, how come
My neighbors make me insecure
When I want to start something, I’m afraid to be the subject of their conversation
When I’m silent, they don’t stop talking about me either
Where can I contribute to the peace of my earth?
The country’s leaders are fighting over the place to start a peace
Collaborate to create a more peaceful atmosphere
Trying to put women in peacebuilding
They are educated women
Get ready to take on that role
But they forgot to fix the root
A habit of gathering to talk about other people
How many people on my earth are like that?
And I…….
Still here, hiding in the idea of eternal peace
Trying to escape from the village girl’s shadow
Closely related to the word “kanca wingking”
Dreams take a role in peacebuilding
Building a productive village
To stop the “Julid” tradition
Giving the courage to inspire
Closing the space for rebuttal
And support each other and collaborate
O ruler of peacebuilding
See us,
Free us from the tradition of “Julid”
So that we can be with you
Build a peaceful earth
Note: This poem was written by Ramita Paraswati and published by ASEAN IPR
Source: https://asean-aipr.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/07/DIGITAL-11-APRIL-2022-ASEAN-Peace-Poems.pdf