Brussels
In centre location of scope
Doubtlessly Brussels
And attack and the dead
And Blood and Wounded
And tears; also mine.
But on sides is lava spitting
More photos with questions.
And silhouette of the lamb
Turned to wolf
Of Nesin
The Turkish writer whose
Every word I have read.
He was great and honest
With fables
And the lamb that owner
Forced escape
Became wolf; dangerous…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem