Έγραψε ο ποιητής Süleyman KUŞ
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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
< p> I stubbornly protected my eyesHer 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
