Metin Sahin

(28.03.1943 / balı kesir turkey)

When There Is Love


you will all be spoilt by anger
rage sufficates humanity
why we need enmity
when there is love
when there is love
for us..the world is a gift of life
no need to another thing..another word
when tehere is love
when there is love
you cannot stay angry forever
reconcile ever and ever
join to the society of the friends..comrades
do not race with anger
when there is love
when there is love
think thoroughly..over and over
the world may be a lie
but death is always real
why do we need to be angry with each other
when there is love
when nteher is love
BROTHER

metin şahin

Submitted: Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 30, 2013
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