Do Not Make The Trees Ablaze Poem by Metin Sahin

put me in blazing fire
and burn me
but not put on the trees on fire
and do not turn them to ashes
do not massacre them
kill me instead
but not burn the trees to ashes
every tree is asoul very busy
growing not so easy
do not hurt and touch the woods
each a country meant to be
living in centuries
witness to history
healing the sickness
the troubles
they join with the blues in mixture
they are the living epics in greens
the one who burns a live tree
is worse than a poisonous snake be
he cannot be be innocent in moods
the one who lacks us from the woods
cauterize my heart
put me in every kind of trouble
bring me all the gloomy news
but not say to me
not say
do not say to me
the woods are in fire
incinerate me to ashes
starve me
leave me
without water
weithout foods
but dot leave me
without even a bit of woods
theyt are the living epics in greens
oh my brethen..listen to me carefully
thaye are shadows of heaven and cosms
casting on the earth

metin şahin