Introduction to Literature

                    Poetry

I and My Broken Wings

I like butterfly

Without beautiful wings

And someone who saw me

Only with one eye

I know what my shortage and my weakness

I realize it,

That I’m not as nice as the other butterfly.

I want to be like them,

That can fly wherever they want

Without load and without a flaw.

Oh god! make it happen true and

Please wipe sadness in my heart,

I want to be happy!

Although with my broken wings.

                                                     (Dessy Indry Yana)