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The Valley of the Culprits

In the valley of the culprits be patient. Remain planted on your legs to be struck by the newcomers and leaving them never look behind you, so that each one can see the hairstyle on the nape of your neck. In the valley of the culprits while insults fuse do not say anything, especially make like the nightingale which ate a blackberry while the human one depreciates. The bump at the end of your nose must not have an impact on your spirit. Know that your language burns if you eat while pricking and your backyard burns if you speak bitterly. Above all forget your mother, and your father. It is not necessary to worry about their fate or that they are weakened physically and drag themselves along. Do not say anything. Drop... Let your efforts break down. Let the mast be reversed... Carry on your way simpering. If you see a fallen friend above all have no feeling no pity and if you have envy, give him another kick. Do you know that nobody is thinking of you at this moment? If you come across a large turkey cut its throat without saying anything to anybody and eat it! Have no panic, remain still where you are well hidden! In any event You are in the valley of the culprits. You will be viewed badly if you work much. You will be driven out if you speak the truth. You will be crushed if you go the way of love. You will be beaten in various ways if you resist tyranny. You know that there are things not to be neglected. In any event you are in the valley of the culprits Be pitiless! You know that integration is spoken about uniquely, that at least your indentity card is like theirs. One demands it from you insistently. If in spite of all you do not like all that I have just said do what you want, act according to your desires as well as your accomplishments. One never knows Perhaps you will be accepted! Üzeyir Lokman ÇAYCI Paris, le 04.11.2004 Traduit par by Yakup YURT en français French free verse translated into English free verse by Joneve McCormick – 05.12.2004

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