6 a.m di Surabaya - 1 a.m di Gaza

Saat bangun tidur badanku terasa lemas.
Masih terlalu pagi aku masih ingin berbaring di kasur.
Sambil kubuka akun X orang orang Gaza yang kukenal.
Tapi hanya akun Omar yang tampak aktif.
Memposting apapun yang sedang dia alami.

Omar mengeluh susah tidur.
Kedinginan berselimut kain tipis usang.
Banyak nyamuk masuk ke tendanya.
Sementara di luar suara zanana mengganggu.
Diselingi ledakan bombardir pesawat jet.

10 a.m di Surabaya - 05 a.m di Gaza

Aku bosan menunggu antrian bank yang ramai.
Sambil menunggu sepi kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Dia mengeluh melihat banyak belatung.
Merubung sisa tepungnya yang hampir kadaluwarsa.
  Dia tak bisa lagi membuat roti.

11 a.m di Surabaya - 06 a.m di Gaza

Aku menunggu ojek online di tepi jalan.
Sambil merokok kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Dia mengeluh kehabisan sabun dan shampo.
Sementara air untuk mandi dan mencuci.
Hanya tersisa setengah ember.

01 p.m di Surabaya - 08 a.m di Gaza

Aku sedang makan siang di Peneleh.
Makan pecel sambil kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Dia mengeluh saat mengantri di toko.
Menghabiskan waktu dan tenaga.
Berdesak desakan hanya untuk sekantung roti.

04 p.m di Surabaya - 11 a.m di Gaza

Saat sore aku nongkrong di Wonokromo.
Minum kopi sambil kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Dia mengeluh setelah belanja di pasar.
Bawang , tomat , terong , kentang dan cabai.
Harganya semakin naik tak terjangkau.

06 p.m di Surabaya - 01 p.m di Gaza

Aku sedang duduk di beranda masjid.
Menunggu isya sambil kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Dia mengeluh setelah berjalan jauh.
Merasakan kepanasan dan kelelahan.
Hanya untuk mengecas ponselnya di solar panel dekat pantai.

08 p.m di Surabaya - 03 p.m di Gaza

Aku masih makan malam di Tunjungan.
Makan rawon sambil kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Ternyata di Gaza sedang hujan deras.
Omar mengeluh setelah tendanya kebanjiran.
Barang barangnya basah terkena air hujan.

09. p.m di Surabaya - 04 p.m di Gaza

Temanku mengajak minum kopi di kafe.
Minum cappucino sambil kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Dia mengeluh sudah lama tidak makan ayam.
Yang bisa dia lakukan hanyalah menggambar ayam.
Lalu menaruhnya di atas piring kosong.

10 p.m di Surabaya - 5 p.m di Gaza

Aku sedang menonton sepakbola.
Saat jeda kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Dia mengeluh setelah memeriksa Gofundme.
Hampir seminggu tak mendapat donasi.
Sementara uangnya hanya tersisa puluhan shekel.

01 a.m di Surabaya - 08 p.m di Gaza

Tengah malam aku bersiap tidur.
Sambil berbaring di kasur kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Ternyata pemukiman dekat tendanya baru saja dibombardir.
Omar mengeluh setelah kelelahan membantu evakuasi.
Dia hampir muntah melihat serpihan tubuh berlumuran darah.

03. a.m di Surabaya - 10 p.m di Gaza

Aku merasa kesulitan tidur.
Sambil mendengarkan musik kubuka lagi akun Omar.
Ternyata dia masih tetap mengeluh.
Merasa lelah terus menerus mengeluh.
Terlalu banyak keluhan hingga kelelahan mengeluh.

Aku juga lelah melihat Omar terus mengeluh.
Tapi orang yang menderita memang harus mengeluh.
Hanya mayat yang tak bisa lagi mengeluh.
Mayat tak merasakan penderitaan untuk dikeluhkan.
Daripada menjadi mayat lebih baik Omar tetap hidup walaupun terus mengeluh.


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Israel is a vicious octopus.
Its tentacles gripped Europe and America.
And its mouth devoured Palestine.
So if you want to liberate Palestine.
Cut off the tentacles then hit the head hard.
This octopus will die and become the carcass of history.


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

There was once a heaven on earth.
A shining heaven filled with...

prosperity , welfare , happiness , peacefullness , calmness , enjoyment , excitement , pleasure , richness , easiness , chance , satisfaction , healthiness , sanity , beauty , freedom , wholeness , cheerfulness , warmth , togetherness , comfort , safety , colour , meaning , eligibility , cleanliness , enthusiasm , regularity , serenity , well being , and all the other good things.

People in heaven felt fully alive.
But then the horde of greedy and hypocritical demons came.
planning to stole , destroy and take over heaven.
With misleading tricks and ***** methods.

The people in heaven fought back.
But instead they were blamed.
They became victims and had no power to defend heaven.
Until finally they lost heaven.

What remains is hell.
A dark rotten hell filled with...

chaos , fear , destruction , danger , bitterness , painfullness , hassle , despair , difficulty , fatigue , tiredness , sadness , grief , fragility , shackles , limitation , poverty , wasteness , loss , anger , disappointment , misery , powerlessness , helplessness , hunger , thirst , anxiety , panic , ineligibility , humiliation , madness , sickness , agony , sorrow , oppression , and all the other bad things.

People in hell are still alive but don't feel alive.
They are dying slowly while waiting for a miracle that never comes.
But maybe there is still some strength left.
The last remaining strength for the decisive struggle.


December 2024

By Alvian Eleven

A Gazan man named Omar hasn't eaten chicken for almost a year.
Because the price of chicken has risen so high that he can't buy it.
Omar can only look at the chicken being sold in the market.
He has even forgotten what it's like to eat chicken.
When he returned to the tent he only had a plate of rice.
Then he drew a chicken and put it on a plate of rice.
So he ate the rice while imagining the taste of chicken meat.

At night Omar prayed to God.
He prayed that he could eat chicken even just once.
He didn't care about dying but he wanted to be able to eat chicken first.

The next day several volunteers came to the refugee camp.
They went tent by tent to distribute food.
Children and people were happy to receive the food.
Then Omar also got a box of food.
When he opened , it turned out it was chicken shawarma.
Omar was so happy that he ate it quickly
He chewed the chicken while laughing happily.
For him this chicken shawarma was a luxury.
So after eating he expressed his gratitude.
Because his prayer last night had come true.


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

On your smartphone screen.
You can see corpses covered in blood.
But you can't smell it.
You can see the explosion of a jet plane bombardment.
But you can't feel the danger.
You can see children seriously injured.
But you can't feel their pain.
You can see hungry children queuing for food.
But you can't feel their hunger.
You can see people displaced on the streets.
But you can't feel their fear , despair and exhaustion.

On your smartphone screen.
You've still been watching for over a year.
Endless daily horror show from Gaza.
Like a Hollywood apocalyptic film but not fiction.
Real blood , real corpses , real bullets, real explosions , real scenes.
Everything you see really happened and makes you confused.
Because you can only watch for over a year.
And it still continues while you can't do anything.
You pray , pray and pray for a good ending.
But you don't know when and how it will end.
So you still continue watching every day.
Until you lose your sanity.


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Sore hari setelah hujan reda.
Temanku mengajak keliling Surabaya.
Dia menyetir mobilnya yang usang.
Melewati jalanan kota yang ramai.

Kami melewati beberapa restoran Amerika.
Mc D , KFC , Burger King dan Pizza Hut.
Semuanya tampak ramai dipenuhi orang.
orang orang itu masih tetap makan di sana.
Tanpa peduli dunia sedang memboikot.

Lalu kami berhenti di minimarket.
Temanku ingin membeli rokok dan jus buah.
Tapi di dalam ada banyak orang berbelanja.
Membeli produk produk P&G , Nestle , Mondelez dan Unilever.
Tanpa peduli dunia sedang memboikot.

Tak jauh dari minimarket ada taman bunga.
Kami nongkrong sebentar sambil merokok.
Ada banyak juga orang yang sedang nongkrong.
Sambil meminum Coca Cola atau Pepsi.
Tanpa peduli dunia sedang memboikot.

Kami merasa heran dengan semua orang.
Apakah mereka tidak tahu atau tidak mau tahu ?!..
Bahwa produk produk Barat yang mereka konsumsi.
Berlumuran darah dan bercampur serpihan tubuh.
Orang orang dan anak anak Gaza.


November 2024

Alvian Eleven

Should we be grateful ?!
We can eat three times a day.
Meanwhile people in Gaza are starving.

Should we be grateful ?!
we can drink coffe , fruit juice and cold drinks
Meanwhile people in Gaza are thirsty.

Should we be grateful ?!
We can sleep using a warm blanket in our comfort room.
Meanwhile people in Gaza are freezing in flooded tents.

Should we be grateful ?!
We can freely use wifi.
Meanwhile people in Gaza have difficulty getting internet.

Should we be grateful ?!
We can freely use electricity.
Meanwhile people in Gaza have to charge their cellphones using solar panels.

Should we be grateful ?!
We can relax and enjoy the beauty of nature.
Meanwhile people in Gaza are trapped in dangerous chaos.

Should e be grateful ?!
We can go to any places we like.
Meanwhile people in Gaza don't know where to go.

Should we be grateful ?!
We have money to buy anything.
Meanwhile people in Gaza have difficulty getting donations.

Should we be grateful ?!
We can buy all the necessary things.
Meanwhile people in Gaza cannot buy anything because prices are increasing.

Should we be grateful ?!
Our children can play in the park and go to school.
Meanwhile children in Gaza are exhausted from queuing for water and food in the sweltering heat.

Should we be grateful ?!
Our children can sleep peacefully while having sweet dreams.
Meanwhile children in Gaza cannot sleep because of the sound of non stop bombardments.

Should we be grateful ?!
Just because our lives are still pretty normal.
Meanwhile the lives of Gazans are far below normal.


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

America is dying.
Its people are getting poorer and sicker.
Losing their rights which are endlessly plundered by political clowns.
Those political clowns played by octopus tentacles.
The octopus called Israel is entrenched in the land of Palestine.
Getting fatter and more ferocious plundering the rights of the American people.
Some people are waking up and resist.
But they are being silenced by violence and nonsense law.
The rest of the people are still lulled in the mirage.
The illusion of democracy and the outdated dream of American glory.
Without realizing that America is dying.


December 2024

By Alvian Eleven

People in Gaza are always asking why ?!
Why are we going through this big mess ?!
Why are our lives like this ?!
Why we can't live normally like everyone else ?!

Then...

People in Gaza are always asking when ?!
When will this big mess end ?!
When will we no longer feel fear and suffering ?!
When we can return to normal life ?!

And...

People in Gaza are always asking how ?!
How will this big mess end ?!
How we have to survive any longer ?!
How do we continue our lives after this ?!

Also...

People in Gaza are always asking what ?!
What if we die ?!
What if we don't survive ?!
What is our fate ?!

But...

People around the world don't know the answers.
They don't know the answers.
Anyone doesn't know the answers.
Nobody knows the answers.


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Hell is still hell.
Yesterday they still had some bread.
Today they have nothing to eat.

Hell is still hell.
Yesterday they were still living in refugee tents.
Today they are displaced on the streets without carrying anything.

Hell is still hell.
Yesterday their belongings were still stored in the tents.
Today strong winds tore down their tents and their belongings were flooded with rainwater.

Hell is still hell.
Yesterday they were still able to relax and enjoy the sunset on the beach.
Today they were bombarded by gunboats approaching the shore.

Hell is still hell.
Yesterday they heard rumor of cease fire negotiation.
Today jet planes and helicopters are still bombarding as usual.

Hell is still hell.
Yesterday they were still able to take refuge at school.
Today the school was destroyed by a jet bombardment.

Hell is still hell.
Yesterday they were still able to play football.
Today they are lying in the hospital without legs.

Hell is still hell.
Yesterday they still gathered with their family.
Today a drone bomb blew up the tents and killed their family.

Hell is still hell.
Yesterday they were still playing happily and laughing cheerfully.
Today they are silent and wrapped in blood stained shrouds.

Hell is still hell.
Yesterday the price of vegetables was still affordable to buy.
Today the price is increasing so high and people can't afford to buy.

Hell is still hell.
Yesterday they were still able to feed their cats.
Today cat food is hard to find.

Hell is still hell.
Yesterday they were still able to charge their smartphones on solar panels.
Today they are confused because the heavy rain doesn't stop.

Hell is still hell.
Yesterday they still had petrol to fill their cars.
Today they have to ride a donkey cart to go everywhere.

Hell is still hell.
Yesterday they were still able to pass Salah al Din road.
Today the tanks are blocking and shooting anyone who passes by.

Hell is still hell.
Yesterday they still had enthusiasm and hope for the future.
Today they feel hopeless and helpless again.

Hell is still hell.
Today they still have a bit of luck.
Tomorrow there may be no more luck.

Hell is still hell.
Today they wish for a miracle.
Tomorrow the miracle never comes.


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Bulan tampak besar dan terang.
Aku memandangnya pada saat tengah malam.
Sambil berdiri di tepi sawah yang sepi.
Dekat rel kereta pinggiran Surabaya.

Kukeluarkan ponselku dari saku celana.
Lalu kupotret bulan yang kupandang.
Setelah itu langsung kuunggah fotonya.
Pada akun Instagramku.

Kulihat ada banyak postingan foto.
Dari akun Instagram orang orang Gaza.
Ternyata mereka juga sedang memandang bulan.
Bulan yang sama dengan yang kupandang.

Maha sedang duduk di atap rumah.
Dia memandang bulan sambil minum kopi.
Tanpa peduli bombardir pesawat jet.
Meledakkan pemukiman di Deir El Balah.

Omar sedang nongkrong dengan temannya.
Dia memandang bulan sambil merokok.
Melepas lelah setelah membantu relawan.
Membagikan makanan di Khan Yunis.

Mariam sedang termenung di depan tenda.
Dia memandang bulan sambil mengenang.
Kehidupannya yang hilang tak tersisa.
Terkubur puing puing rumahnya di Tel El Hawa.

Malak sedang menangis sedih.
Dia memandang bulan sambil mengingat.
Seorang teman akrabnya yang telah tiada.
Tewas terkena tembakan ******.

Dr Abraham sedang duduk di balkon.
Dia memandang bulan sambil mengeluh.
Kelelahan mengurusi orang orang terluka.
Memenuhi rumah sakit Al Nasser.

Saleh sedang melihat sekumpulan anak muda.
Mereka gembira menari dabke dan bermain oud.
Di atas puing puing reruntuhan bangunan.
Sementara bulan bersinar terang di belakang.

Begitulah bulan yang besar dan terang.
Menjadi penghias malam orang orang Gaza.
Yang masih terjebak kekacauan panjang.
Tanpa tahu kapan akan berakhir.


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Setahun lebih....

Setahun lebih aku masih tak percaya.
Jaman modern terjadi pembantaian besar besaran.
Terus dipotret dan direkam oleh orang orang Gaza.
Mengguncangkan normalitas seluruh dunia.

Setahun lebih aku lupa rasanya hidup normal.
Yang kulakukan tiap hari hanya membuka sosial media.
Terus melihat pertunjukan horor harian di Gaza.
Pembantaian demi pembantaian yang tak ada habisnya.

Setahun lebih aku terus berpura pura normal.
Dari luar terlihat baik baik saja tapi dari dalam terus menderita.
Penderitaan orang orang Gaza yang berkepanjangan.
Juga menjadi penderitaanku.

Setahun lebih....

Setahun lebih aku kehilangan kenikmatan.
Soto , rawon , bakso dan makanan apapun tak lagi terasa nikmat.
Aku teringat terus dengan orang orang dan anak anak Gaza.
Mereka sering kelaparan hingga kurus kering kekurangan gizi.

Setahun lebih aku kehilangan kesenangan.
Film , musik , game dan hiburan apapun tak lagi menyenangkan.
Aku teringat terus dengan orang orang dan anak anak Gaza.
Mereka selalu ketakutan terancam kematian yang menyakitkan.

Setahun lebih aku kehilangan ketenangan.
Tidurku tidak pernah terasa nyenyak.
Aku teringat terus dengan orang orang dan anak anak Gaza.
Mereka selalu kedinginan saat malam tanpa punya apapun untuk kehangatan.

Setahun lebih....

Setahun lebih aku tak lagi punya semangat.
Segala macam urusanku jadi berantakan.
Rasanya aku kesulitan berkonsentrasi penuh.
Setiap hari pikiran dan jiwaku terus tertuju pada Gaza.

Setahun lebih aku terus mengkhawatirkan mereka.
Orang orang Gaza yang telah kukenal hingga kuanggap saudara.
Jika mereka terlalu lama menghilang tanpa kabar.
Rasanya aku benar benar sangat khawatir.

Setahun lebih aku merasa seperti orang mati.
Terlalu sering melihat kematian demi kematian yang menyakitkan.
Darah terus bertumpahan , serpihan dan potongan tubuh terus berceceran.
Angka statistik para martir terus bertambah setiap hari.

Setahun lebih....

Setahun lebih aku masih merasa heran.
Melihat orang orang tetap menjalani kehidupan normal.
Bersenang senang atau sibuk urusan sendiri.
Tanpa peduli apapun tentang Palestina.

Setahun lebih aku masih tetap heran.
Melihat orang orang muslim yang tampak religius.
Hanya sibuk beribadah siang malam.
Tanpa peduli apapun tentang Palestina.

Setahun lebih aku masih tetap terheran heran.
Melihat gerai dan restoran Amerika masih tetap ramai.
Produk produk Barat masih tetap dibeli.
Tanpa peduli apapun tentang boikot.

Setahun lebih....

Setahun lebih rasanya benar benar memuakkan.
Melihat para pemimpin Barat terus beretorika.
Bicara perdamaian dan kemanusiaan.
Tapi terus mendukung pembantaian.

Setahun lebih rasanya semakin memuakkan.
Melihat para pemimpin Arab terus membual.
Pura pura peduli dengan Palestina.
Tapi diam diam mendukung Israel di belakang.

Setahun lebih rasa muakku semakin tak tertahankan.
Melihat media media Barat dan buzzer buzzer zionis.
Terus menerus menyangkal dan membenarkan pembantaian.
Tak peduli seluruh dunia sudah tahu kenyataan yang sebenarnya.

Setahun lebih....

Setahun lebih aku telah putus asa.
Kehilangan harapan yang tampak terlalu sulit diwujudkan.
Seluruh dunia terus melakukan aksi protes menentang Israel.
Tapi tak terjadi perubahan apa apa.

Setahun lebih aku telah kecewa.
Tak percaya lagi dengan tatanan dunia.
Yang tak lebih sekedar ilusi kemunafikan.
Bentukan Barat yang merasa berkuasa atas dunia.

Setahun lebih aku telah lelah.
Menunggu keajaiban yang tak kunjung terjadi.
Seluruh dunia terus bertanya tanya.
Kapan dan bagaimana semua ini akan berakhir ?!..

Setahun lebih....


November 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Do you want to know my phone wallpapers ?
Three years ago I often set up wallpapers of naked ******* models.
Two years ago I often set up wallpapers of Nintendo game characters.
But a year ago I started setting up wallpapers of watermelon , handala , kuffiyeh and Palestinian flag.
To this day my wallpapers are still the same.
So now can you show me your phone wallpapers ?!


December 2024

By Alvian Eleven

I forgot the taste of Big Mac burger from Mc Donald's and crispy fried chicken from KFC.

I forgot the taste of beef cheese pizza from Pizza Hut and various donuts from Dunkin.

I forgot the taste of drinks like Cola Cola, Sprite, Fanta, Pepsi and coffee from Starbucks.

I also forgot the taste of Oreo , Cadbury chocolate , Danone biscuit and Walls ice cream.

Do you know why I've forgotten everything I ever liked ?!

Coz I've been boycotting it all for over a year until I forgot what it felt like.

And I have to forget forever coz I have decided to boycott forever.


December 2024

By Alvian Eleven

I have seen plenty of kites after Refaat was martyred a year ago.
Those kites were flown continuosly by Refaat's students.
Gave hope , spirit , encouragement and consolation.
To anyone who has seen those kites.

Refaat has taught his students how to make kites.
The kites are made from writings about struggle and resistance.
About life that is loved by souls who don't want to just be considered as numbers.
Because souls who love life deserve to live.

Until today Refaat's students are still flying kites.
Which means there is still hope to fight for.
And the whole world will not let the dying Palestinians fight alone.
Because the whole world has seen those kites , the whole world has become Palestine.


December 2024

By Alvian Eleven

Pluto is all about rebirth.
Same as Jesus who will be born again.
In the middle of the rubble.
And pool of blood mixed with body fragments.

This rebirth will be very painful.
It's will be a blood stained Christmas.
a Christmas covered in blood and the smell of gunpowder.
But what must be rebirth will still be born.

Teng !... teng !... teng !... teng !...
The bell rang loudly amidst the sound of bombardment explosions.
Bluaar !!... bluaar !!.... bluaar !!... bluaar !!...
But the holy angels still came down to bless the rebirth.

Merry christmas Palestine !... merry christmas Palestine !...
You are Jesus , you are born again.
You are purified and refreshed by the water.
Spilled from the vessel of the goddess Aquarius.


December 2024

By Alvian Eleven