"We have lost the rhizome, or the grass. I bet that tasted great."
- Deleuze and Guattari Twitter bot account

1. When the bamboo clings close to the ache of the precipice of love what is one to do but to sigh and stopper the sweat, patch the wall's cracks, and throw caution to fate? The ground's blocked, you see. On your shoulders is an implicit desire for the earth, and at all corners of the universe shall we enjoy the beauteous flowers, grateful that all things are. That an origin exists.

2. The more the body is chewed at dusk the more the spirit does not fade—look! Even your grip grows stronger as the heart melts. Hold back the tears. You have the courage. Some of us are yet deaf, but the new air deadens all things: noise, breath, sink, scentless poisons, rubble, dust, verdant forests, brick... they mark the face of the world like this, and like this. More of us are born blind. More of us, careless.

3. In sick and arid soil you're still crawling. Pawing for what's left of the heart. For some divine compass. Form the right curse and prayer and you reach the right clearing. Where branches don't break and foliage doesn't wither. The ripples on your face vanish. Is this complacency? No, not as long as power persists. It's not in our capacity. For we have taken root long before our parents touched soil.

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Translated from the original:

Akar Tunjang - Samsudin Said

Ketika aur mesra berpaut rindu
ada tebing janji di muara kasih
kau menghela nafas tunjangmu
menyeka keringat amanah
menampal tembok rekahan
tanpa peduli nasib digalang tanah
kerana di atas pundakmu
bersimpul kemahuan tersirat
agar bumi subur menghijau
dan seisi pelosok alam jagat
menikmati flora keindahan
mensyukuri kewujudan azali

Semakin jasad dimamah senja
tekadmu tidak pernah sirna
malah cengkamanmu makin kukuh
biar jantung tuamu suram luluh
kau tega menahan sebak terperi
walau anak-anak bumi sudah tuli
tersesak lelah udara teknologi
hela nafasmu tidak lali menyerap
sisa racun karbon monoksida
puing debu belantara batu-bata
melenyapkan rupa wajah dunia
yang kian buta dibuai alpa

Di timbunan pasir lara nan gersang
kau masih tekun menjalar
menyelongkar tekad keinginan
penentu kiblat dan arah
bertaut pada sumpah jitu
kau mencari tadahan baru
agar ranting pohon tidak patah
dedaunan tidak kering layu
riak wajahmu hilang kenal erti jemu
bagimu selagi ada yang berkuasa
keupayaan bukan di akal manusia
kerana kau telah berakar umbi
sebelum Adam dan Hawa turun ke bumi