1978
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01 Asean Nations, Writing Pen, Locking, Somerset, Wednesday April 5th 1978
02 Sriwijaya, Writing Pen, Locking, Somerset, Thursday, April 6th 1978
03 Majapahit, Writing Pen, Locking, Somerset, Thursday, April 6th 1978
04 The Nation, Writing Pen, Locking, Somerset, Thursday, April 6th 1978
06 O Truth, Writing Pen, Sidcot School, Winscombe, Saturday June 10th 1978
07 He is Garlanded, Writing Pen, Sidcot School, Winscombe, Monday, June 12th 1978
08 Noble Teacher, Writing Pen, Sidcot School, Winscombe, Wednesday, June 14th 1978
09 Beyond Life, Writing Pen, Sidcot School, Winscombe, Tuesday, June 20th 1978
10 The Bacterias March, Writing Pen, Sidcot School, Winscombe, Tuesday, June 20th 1978
11 The Dictator, Writing Pen, Sidcot School, Winscombe, Tuesday, June 20th 1978
12 It Was Dusk, Writing Pen, West Hamsptead, London, Friday, June 30th 1978
13 They Pray, Writing Pen, West Hamsptead, London, Thursday, July 13th 1978
14 I See the Lord, Writing Pen, West Hamsptead, London, Monday, September 25th 1978
15 The Anarchists, Writing Pen, West Hamsptead, London, Tuesday, October 16th 1978
16 The Buddhists, Writing Pen, Weybridge, Surrey, Thursday, October 19th 1978
17 The Hindus, Writing Pen, Weybridge, Surrey, Thursday, October 19th 1978
18 The Jews, Writing Pen, Weybridge, Surrey, Thursday, October 19th 1978
19 The Moslems, Writing Pen, Weybridge, Surrey, Thursday, October 19th 1978
20 I Am Becoming, Writing Pen, Weybridge, Surrey, Tuesday, November 6th 1978
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01 Asean Nations
The land of the free men
Where humiliating bondage unknown
The white elephant of the continent
Proud, mighty and victorious
Thailand, Thailand the great
The gentle lion stands smiling
Holding the lamp of prosperity
She is beloved of her children
Who dwell in peace and unity
Singapore, so bright and fair, Singapore
The golden peninsula Malaysia
And her wonderful eastern states
Her people courageously stand
For good, honour and loyalty
Malaysia, in the South China sea
Stretched across the waters
Wondrous islands of a great nation
Whose people stand hand in hand
And proclaim one Motherland
Forward, Indonesia, forward!
Pearls of beauty in the Pacific
Star and friend of nations
Her name revered, her glory shines
Land of smiles, joy and laughter
Philippines, land of the morning sun
The five nations of South East Asia
Together facing the rough seas
To go forward and onward only
Never to retreat
For justice and prosperity they stand
Under the southern sun
God bless South East Asia!
(Writing Pen) (H4/05/04/1978)
02 Sriwijaya
Out of the past a voice is heard
Echoing between the dark walls
And blue mist of history
Out of the past a voice is heard
Telling a name, a famous name
Sriwijaya, it gloriously sounds
By a great river she stood
So calm and still yet majestic
She was the heavenly thunder
The great hand that gave order
To isles and dominions
Whose princess, rulers and kings
Bowed down to her great name
The just throne of the Sailendras
Whose hand reached to reign
Capitals, coasts and mountains
To rule and bring the proud to submission
Her mighty fleet guarded the sea
Pursued and punished
Those who challenged her name
Justice, Peace and Order
Throughout the lands, were at sea
A golden light of culture was she
Where monks and scholars learnt
A rich market for all
Where the poor and the rich came
All in awe adored: Sriwijaya!
(Writing Pen) (H5/06/04/1978)
The Tatars were driven and fled
Jayakatwang was now dead
Wijaya, the power he saw
The power he was given
The foundation was strong
With blessings so bestowed
Majapahit was born!
Wijaya the king ruled
And died in honour
Jayanegara ascended
He and many were killed
Tribuwana Tungga Dewi, the just
And Hayam Wuruk, the great
Through Gajah Mada they ruled
Away soldiers of Majapahit
To many lands to conquer them
Many battles they held
On the beaches and mountains
Her power was dreaded
None could fight
Her mighty arms brought the banner
Of unity and domination
The banner Wilwatikta flew proudly
Showing the lordship of Majapahit
Her king graciously received tributes
From kings he reigned over
He was ruler of all Nusantara
Who held the hopes and fears of many
Victorious and glorious was Majapahit
(Writing Pen) (H5/06/04/1978)
The vision has now begun
And I see dawn upon the land
The sun is rising
Red and bright with wonderful rays
Of justice and prosperity to come
The free nation boldly treads
The path towards statehood
The young nation is surviving
In the spirit of the old kingdoms
Slowly, painfully and ruthlessly
The nation moves forward, in her
The weak, the strong, the wise, the fool,
The dedicated, and the selfish mingle
Divided by ambitions
United by a common cause
Misery is seen on her path
And in the air is heard
The cry of those crushed
Justly or wrongly
Indonesia is still struggling
Against her own numerous sins
May she progress always
To achieve success
To be a paradise
(Writing Pen) (H5/06/04/1978)
Amidst the bright heavenly spectra
Stood man in hopes and expectations
Hearts were filled with awe and wonder
By the gigantic spaceship
Its humming noise was sweet
And musical to all ears
Intoning greetings to the human race
Then men exclaimed and stepped back
When the spacemen did appear
Aroused by the strange encounter
Instincts of fear and violence
Dawned in the minds of men
But the visitors only stood
And waved their hands lovingly
In the brilliantly illuminated valley
A contact made, a knowledge gained
By humans and humanoids
Who spoke with music, smiles and gestures
Soon love … friendship were developed
And as friends of mankind
The space travellers left
(Writing Pen) (08/04/1978)
Guide me through my life
Lead me in my days
For I am weak
And my glory is earthly
Without you where will I be?
Truth my God, God my truth
In my happiness
Make me think of others
I am full, clothed and comforted
I have and am blessed
Truth!
Why do I forget my brothers?
Who without comfort
Are hungry, sick and dying
Why do my hands
Not do anything?
When my heart is touched
And I cry for their misery
Truth be my God
God come to me
So I will choose to help
Not to show sympathy only
And with you
I shall do my duty
To share my happiness with others
O Truth, when we are one
Dust in my eyes
Will not be a hindrance
Vain principles will give away
For a new meaning of life
With you, my Truth, my God
There will be no judgements
Or condemnations on others
Neither insults nor hatreds
Will be on my lips
And when my eyes see the world
Her prostitutes, robbers and the unfortunates
No disgust will be in my heart
But understanding
Truth! Make me a man!
(Writing Pen) (H7/10/06/1978)
He is the Lord and Master
To whom our service
Is given, yet
He is the poor
In the dark streets
And endless nights
He is the hungry
Begging at every inn
Looking with his sad eyes
Amongst the lepers
The rejected and the despised
He is found
Beside the whores
And criminals
All those without light
He stands!
He is garlanded
With poverty
Misery and tears
Cover his nakedness
His feet are immersed
In the filth of the world
And he cries with those
Who find no love
Let us adore him
By clothing the poor
And feeling hungry, because
His crown is charity
His baptism is kindness
Love our Lord
And embrace him with sympathy
Comfort him
For he is alone!
(Writing Pen) (H2/12/06/1978)
How sad must your heart have been
When blood flowed around you
As murders went on here and there
You prayed, you fasted, you spoke
Gandhiji!
But they wouldn't listen to you
Amongst the crowd you went
To pacify and unify
Your foolish children
Your noble feet trod and trod
On heaps of the nation's sins
They refused you but they had to feel
Your descending peace and calm
Gandhiji!
Till your end you stayed
As a gentle guardian of your children
And even when you were lying
Calling God
With a bullet in your chest
You thought of peace
And the holy Satyagraha
You did what my Lord did
One of the noblest you were
Hail Gandhiji!
(Writing Pen) (H4/14/06/1978)
She travelled fast
Through the dark tunnel
Of spiritual death
Where none could see or touch
Into a bright country
With neither sun nor stars
For here God shines brilliantly
Illuminating every soul
Across the green grass
And many coloured valleys
She was led
By the Supreme Being
Who sweetly asked:
What have you done?
And in a glorious knowledge
She saw her deeds
She now understood
What living was for
She smiled and said:
I could have done more!
Then all mysteries
To her were revealed
She was now perfect
Happy, joyful and loving
But she had to go
Back to earth to tell
She was dead
She breathed no more
She passed like a wind and
She was mourned
She was alive
And breathing again
She told me this and
Made me want to be good
Meeting Hall-Biology Examination
(Writing Pen) (H3/20/06/1978)
The bacterias march
With smiles and cheerfulness
Over the bridges of villages
Across the meadows of the islands
The bacterias come
With tools and skill
And good will to all
The bacterias work
They sing and they laugh
They laugh and they love
Yes, they enjoy life
And fear they must not
Powers or principalities
For their masters
Are God and the masses
So speak they will
Against injustice and
For prosperity to all
Then … peace between classes
Here it comes
Dawn of the new era
Meeting Hall-Geography II Examination
(Writing Pen) (H3/20/06/1978)
I hear the soldiers' boots
Marching the promenade
There are sounds of clapping
For the triumphant army
I hear them shouting my name
I am the leader! The ruler!
Sweet power
I hold you in my hands
And with you
I and the idea are one
Kind and terrible
Strong and gentle I am
I crush those
Who stand on my way
But to my obedient children
I give blessings and prosperity
Under my wings they live
With my mouth I feed them
Nothing!
Nothing else matters now
Country, soldiers, people
They are just shadows
But me! I am the ideal!
My fire is alight
In everyone's heart
I am eternally I am!
(Writing Pen) (H3/20/06/1978)
It was dusk
Wasn't it mother?
When father left
For his revolution
Confusion
When he made
His hands bloody
An ominous dusk
When father
Decided his
And their doom
Father took arms
Didn't he, mother?
And killed
It was dawn
As father shot them
Who had children
Like he had me
Father danced
In his political orgy
For their victory
Some days later
Father came home
He was frightened
And seemed so guilty
Father told us
They had lost
Then he left again
He never came back
Mother, they killed him
And others too
They … the guilty and less guilty
Father died mother
For vanity
They forgot
Their loved ones
When they killed
One another
They were wild
Like animals
They were blind
(Writing Pen) (H6/30/06/1978)
They pray for peace
And the world's salvation
Their cry is heard
For the loss of goodness
In human hearts
In the midst of fire
And the destruction of life
Man sincerely begs:
We need peace!
Woman
The beauty of creation
The glory of the universe
How noble thy devotion
From thy loving heart
Woman
Without thee
Gone is the greenness of the earth
Dark is the universe
Woman
God hath no crown
Without thee
For thou art perfection
Of man and the creation
O Gentle Heart
Which cries in sadness
For the suffering of mankind
O Mother of Man
Noble art thy tears
But woman
Thou art strong
Determined and able
The future peace
And welfare of the world
Art in thy hands
Arise O Woman
Gentleness and strength
Art thine
Arise with strong will
For us
Save the world
For man has failed
Again and again
(Writing Pen) (H5/13/07/1978)
I see the Lord in the morn of the day
Manifesting himself
In the green field, running water
Yes, I see God in all nature
Who else, but God, can create myself
My feeling, my gratitude?
What else, but the beauty of God,
Does teach me
The art of loving and kissing?
Lord, Beloved God!
(Writing Pen) (H2/25/09/1978)
It may happen in some future time
When all are tired of leadership
Patrons and government
When neither the army
Nor the politicians
Are any longer wanted
It will be the end of a system
Laws shall be abolished
And all social yokes will be disappear
Disorder and disturbance might prevail
In the transformation
Of the new society!
The free communes are born
Responsible people will decide
For their own life and work
The anarchist society is established!
When the system breaks down
That will be your time
Fellow anarchists!
(Writing Pen) (H2/16/10/1978)
All is illusion, He says
Strive for the perfect state
The way is found, he declares
We do follow his guidance
With meditation and love
We try to be like him
All must learn the peace
And understanding of the Buddha
Teacher of men and gods
He renounced the world
And found the answer
He taught the knowledge
Now Dhamma is among us
Tathagata and Nirvana
Will always in our minds be
Let us spread the words of Buddha
I take refuge in the Buddha
I take refuge in the Dhamma
I take refuge in the Sangha
(Writing Pen) (H5/19/10/1978)
The song of the Lord says:
Put your mind on Me
And offer Me your all!
So we say gladly
We will bring flowers
To your holy temples
And worship you with rites
Lord, Beloved God!
All things we do and think
Are for you, Sweet Lord
And by your grace we live
And do good to others
We see you and truth
As one and the only one
To love you we want
Holy Sanghyang Widi Wasa!
God is truth, Truth is God!
(Writing Pen) (H5/19/10/1978)
Come, come to the synagogue
To see the beautiful Torah
Come children of Abraham
Sons and daughters of our David
Enter with joy and laughter
For everyone is rejoicing
Bring your purified hearts
And tongues ready to sing
Praising the God of Israel!
Behold the Torah
O We love it!
Read us the scrolls
O Let us hear it!
We hear from the prophets
His mighty arms defending
We hear from the holy books
His sweet love nourishing us
For the Lord is our God
And His people are we
Glorify God, O people!
Hear O Israel,
The Lord our God, the Lord is One!
(Writing Pen) (H5/19/10/1978)
Hear the Muezzin calls
All Moslems to congregate
Let us, friends and brothers,
Wash before we face God
With a clean heart
And a pure mind
Ourselves we submit to Him
Who is One and Most Holy
God is great! - Allahuakbar! -
At the holy mosque of Islam
We are moved by fiery sermons
At the feet of the teachers
The holy knowledge we receive
The reverent and pious ones
Melodiously read the Koran
The book we love and respect
He whom we worship
Brings us to our pride
In the Moslem brotherhood
And its glorious virtues
I do declare there is no other but God
And Mohammed is His prophet!
(Writing Pen) (H5/19/10/1978)
I move and walk and run
I cry and laugh and am passionate
I feel sad, I feel glad
I am overjoyed
By my vitality
Questions my mind asks
And answer I am seeking
With my eyes I see all the plants on earth
And animals, insects and mankind
My soul thirsts for them
To love them I will do
For I am to be
My mind is now resting
After long prayers and meditation
Now I am on the bosom of mother nature
Sheltered by the loving hand of Father God
My mind smiles to sleep
As my soul rises to be aware
I am what I am not
For I am alive but "I" is dead
Life and death are now one
As I enter the realm of serenity
With Buddha in his Nirvana
With Jesus in His Heavenly mansions
(Writing Pen) (H2/06/11/1978)