MUATH, BON VOYAGE!

MUATH, BON VOYAGE!

There is a friend a grad student he was,
from Gaza he came for a special cause.
He brought along his American accent,
I thought he was Caucasian by accident. .

With his white WAP he roared the street,
his trademark was the sound of screech,
Proudly driving her all around,
every corner and every town.

Now he's leaving on the air plane,
crossing Petra, the olive land,
mark his journey stops in this lane,
submitted his thesis and viva in the end,

Forget the fluffy DNA calf thymus,
No more minor or major grooves,
Some pain staking experiments.
You have reached your accomplishments.

Keep this note as a seal of memories,
of the hydrogen bonding of friendships,
of the intercalative brotherhood in the lab,
of the electrostatic interactions assistance,
and of the groovy crazy you.


Selamat tinggal our dear friend,
May Allah bless you always.
Au revoir!

by Marina Maidin , 3.56 am, Thursday, Feb, 2010 / 11 Rabiulawwal 1431.

puisi utk sahabat, bukanlah satu puisi yang sempurna bahasanya.