preoccupied with remembering of the creation
a human in dinner dress
when reaching the edge of the cliff
catches the universe of
nobody
the sun belong to the sun
stars cover outside the darkness
and in fact the globe
chained only to the gravity of the mind
without any surveillance of a warden
his or her own warden
his or her own prisoner
illusion of his or her
waiting for a redeemer
yet out of his or her vanity
this is nothing but insanity
pushes away the redeemer
before the destiny of the shadow hits the bottom
before a stone falls down in deep depth
falling down on the courage of the heart
pressing the loyalty of cruelty
and innocence
when it f-a-l-l-s
what is tragic here
who can dare to fasten with latch
a shadow soaked with suicide
and the heel leaving its traces at the edge of the cliff
it is already the one who rules over
Translated by Mesut Senol