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
