dedicated for those who were untimely killed

How crazy painted things In the wall of every city, on the bus Will be forgotten, no poets have sung There Wrapped in shrouds They were… I am not going to mourn Until my turn comes The wind is coming Again it will take me in I’ll hear you Have condemned! In spite of the sick souls opinion Enemy have proclaimed their kingdom, will they be tried I their graves Whose Sultanate names, were addressed correctly? As we have condemned they said: “This is the method of the poets.” …dedicated for those who were untimely killed. Günsel Djemal Elüstün 6.8.2014 London