He was born ın KAVAk village
in çankırı..TURKEY
on 1921
they salted him
he was very smooth
they were glad
cause a boy was born
before he was forty days old
he looked at the sun
lyıng on the under wheat heads
he learned how to lıe on terra-cota
home was dark
but the soıl was beautıful
he caught small-pox in 1921
they tied his hands
on 1922 he walked
he wandered
in 26 homes and four streets on the earth
he loved the animals
and the rain
they made sweets only at feast days
he never cried again
when his father was beating his mother
In 1925
ıt was a stormy winter
one of the oxen died
his father recruıted to the army
ıt rained abundant
they ate abundant gourds
the gendarmes came to their house
they had a rifle hidden
he was five years old in 1926
they delivered him a lame goat to watch
he went to the moors with the goat
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