GREEN GREEN GRASS OF QUEENSLAND

 GREEN GREEN GRASS of QUEENSLAND

Wind rocking sway through cloudy sky

My eyeballs fixed on pure smile face

On Byron beach, mirror calm bay

Passed a tiny hole of Ausie law

Lay down over green green grass

Seat over horse's saddle, eying the cows

Anxiety heart turn to peacefully

In the middle of jokes of mixing couple

The job killed the memory of cheeky girls

In my hometown and Borneo island

But longing of Nun Hilla, Nun Baun

Timor homeland villages

Haunting, never fade away

Surrounded by multicolor garden flowers

Green green grass of ranches environment

And traditional Savu scraps in Whites resident

The copy of my beloved homeland

In the break time never stop learning

Writing arts class I am yearning

With beautiful students around

But my wounded soul kept sour

My heart insisted to going home