Bin

Bin,
gempa suara
hampa gulita

Kudengar kau mengeluh diujung jalan, Bin.
"Tuhan tak sempurna" katamu. "Kalau Tuhan sempurna, pasti ia akan menciptakanku sempurna".

Bin,
Tuhan tak seperti itu
Telingamu saja yang berjamur

Kulihat kau menunjuk kearah langit, Bin.
"Cepatlah Tuhan" katamu. "Berilah keranjang buah dosamu padaku biar kumakan semua hingga habis".

Bin,
cukurlah jiwamu
biarkan kekangnya

Kurasa kau berdalih dari tempat suci, Bin.
"Kalau Kau disini, Tuhan" katamu. "Aku takkan sanggup membunuhMu meskipun aku memegang pisau"

Bin,
jangan bakar Rumah Tuhan
yang disewakan untukmu

[Bin mengacung2kan pisaunya kearah langit... apakah Tuhan diatas sana? Mungkin saja Tuhan sudah ada didepannya! Lalu ia mengayun-ayunkannya seperti orang gila... tiba-tiba, ternyata menghunjamnya ke perutnya sendiri. Rupanya... Bin menemukan cara bertemu Tuhan]


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Bin,
seismic sound
vacuuming black

I hear you complain at the end of the road, Bin.
"God is not perfect" you say. "If God is perfect, he will definitely created me perfectly".

Bin,
God is not like that
Your ears are moldy

I see you pointing towards the sky, Bin.
"Hurry God" you say. "Give me a basket of sin fruits and let me eat all your sins until exhausted".

Bin,
shave your soul
let it go

I think you're arguing from a sanctuary, Bin.
"If you are here, Lord," you say. "I will not be able to kill you even though I am holding the knife"

Bin,
Do not burn the temple
rented for you

[Bin brandished a knife towards the sky ... whether God is up there? Maybe God has been there before him! Then he swung it like crazy ... all of a sudden, it turns into his own belly. Apparently ... Bin has found a way to meet God]