I’m tongue-tied,
Writing is a way out
Whichever of my hand you hold, there’s blood
I wasn’t able to turn to any direction
My sides hurt
Look at
This bar
This prison
This swirl
Tell children,
Let them make life musical
Let them not eat tasteless food
Bring some olives
Let them enjoy their meal
You can be understanding my state
A humming noise has an effect on me
The things I know are so terrible
I’m tongue-tied,
I wasn’t able to pull out my tongue from my palate
It is impossible to walk with these shackles
Leave me here!
Go to a distant place as much as you can
Maybe there won’t be a flood of people behind you
Go away anyway
Do not make children wait
English Translation by Mesut Şenol