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at this timeCarrying a suicide bomb on his chest Me at the airport I want to dance the last dance of my life

When I stand in front of the advertisement board of a remittance company,

, when I look at the people who go, why do I feel

?

The rising sun on the forehead of my country - is coming down

Why do you think so?

The light rising in the eyes of my country - is sinking  Those who go to

The breakup songs sung without opening the lips by those who deliver

Poems written by licking the ink of tears

The lonely fiddle after breaking the strings of the heart

The wat of a bird with its wings cut off

And in the blue sky above my head

The race and meeting of black clouds

With blurred eyes I 

Faithful Faithful

I stumble upon the wall with a photo of the mountain,

at that time

wearing a majesty with a map of the country 

An old woman comes with tea in a thermos and says, 

“Father, do you know?

How many house doors must be closed to open one plane door?

know,

How many villages must be empty to fill a plane?"  Is

the hot shot of war?

is that mother's question? 

I cover my vomited mouth with blood

I wipe the tears of blood from my eyes

I remember the bloody villages,

there are still flowers in the village and their yellow flowers

but the noses are on the plane

, the flavors of belauti and khanayo 

But the tongues are

after boarding the plane, the birds' songs 

But after the ears boarded the plane

Madal is still hanging on the wall of the village, isn't it true?

is like a finger, but it's dying, isn't it?

Hey, who is

?

A man who warms up in a hotel next to the airport

in the village 

There are farm fields, waiting for arms

There are fading paths, waiting for feet 

There are also houses, there are old eyes with glasses

waiting for the color of youth 

Waiting for the hands of young children

Bus, there is no village in the village

Is it a village?

A tree carrying a branch wet with tears of coal says,

"The village has reached the airport and boarded the plane"

Yes, right now 

carrying a suicide bomb on his chest 

Me in the chest of the airport 

I want to dance the last dance of my life

but what to do,

those who go back also need an airport,

isn't it ?