They are sinking
In the multiplication tables
While growing older
In a lack of emotional resources...
They are nailed
Are unnoticeable in their hearts...
In their eyes
Is not the result
Of the last few minutes
In their alphabet
There is a path
by Uzeyir Lokman CAYCI
Traduit par Yakup YURT en français
French free verse translated into English free verse
by F.J. Bergmann., 2002
Copyright © Üzeyir Lokman CAYCI | Year Posted 2006
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