The Little Girl Dance

The little girl is dancing terribly wild

She clinks, how her body moves

Only herself

While she’s surrounded by boys

Whirling like a lily

Turning around over and over

Until loose from the rotation

And her hands try to reach the sun above

She laughs so loudly at the moment of her dance

Doesn’t care what people think

A girl is plunging into her own love

Love needs no boy

Love needs herself to be a happy person

The little girl is still dancing madly

With eyes open widely

With smiles bursting widely

Everybody knows they see a happines in her

But somehow, they say : “She is crazy”

The little girl stops and gets dizzy

Every eye lights her

Again, she doesn’t care

Her chest moves up and down

Like a mad wave of deep ocean

She takes a deep breath

After that, flowers seem to float from her mouth

And people are angry

Because they want to get mad and wild, too

But norms restrict them like a thick wall

To follow the madness and wildness of little girl

Who  is very happy dancing

Wearing a freely umbrella frock

Made by Mama as a gift on her birthday

Nurdiyansah is a young male activist working for women NGOs in Jakarta, Indonesia