Here’s a reply to the poem entitled: “I Know What Happened to Lulu, Mother”
What You Muttered Were Lies, My Child
by Hilman Syauqi b. Haizal
What you muttered were lies, my child
What you muttered were lies
I am your mother, dear
Don’t be rude and say false cries.
What you believe in is absurd, my child
What you believe in is absurd
Don’t mention this to anyone, dear
For your voice will not be heard.
I said it was a dream, my child
Your slumber that’s filled with fiction
I know how you feel, dear
But it’s all your imagination.
What I say is true, my child
What I say is true
Your sister will come back soon, my dear
Please don’t cause a hullabaloo.