Poet Süleyman KUŞ Wrote

19-10-2023 CULTURE & ART Süleyman KUŞ GÖÇ.COM Türkçe English Deutsch Italiano Français Ελληνικά Kurdî Español

A PIECE OF EARTH

It is being torn apart by postmodern bombs

 My dark-hearted, aching land

 Feeding capital stock markets

 Shattered dreams of my childhood

still....

Europe was burned with chemicals

The air in our lungs wasted

< span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Brewing whirlwinds of death 

Zionist , horny puppet

 yet:

 we will not end, we will not perish !

 The enemy was hitting selective targets:

 (that's what the news says centres)

 So hospitals, roads

 Water, electricity and ambulances

 moving everything and standings

 Cheap American market for arms sales

< span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> In this abundance of targets, in this lowliness

 Our souls are thrown away without love,

yet...

I lost it among the ruins

 My sister, my mother, my two uncles

 And also My dear, my heart is my brother Ahmad

 The phosphorus bomb touched my body and scorched it

 Her endless screams are in my ears

 Leaving the fickle world in its own shame

 now I'm whispering this

 Tomorrow I will shout with you:

< span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Still

 We won't finish, We will not disappear!

The enemies of humanity will lose:

 With their superior technologies and bombs< /span>

 With their vile popularity and plundering culture

 The lies that occupy every hour of our day

 Satellites, atoms with their commercial skyscrapers

The thieves of our lives will lose!

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Even though our bones scream loudly

In the mass graves where we lie down one by one

With the patience of the mountain and coal

With the language of fire and love

With science, art, love, 

Again

How many thousand years old do we have roots?

We will win:

With the unity of dear friends. . .

                                     Suleyman Kuş