Fright Poem by Metin Sahin

ROBESON...
my eagle winged canary
they do not let us sing
our folk songs
my pearl teethed black brother
they do not want us sing
our folk songs
they are frightened ROBESON
they are afraid of daybreak
they are afraid of
laughing..hearing and touching
they are afraid of crying
like being washed by rain
all naked and nude
they are afraid of laughing
as biting a firm ripe quınce
they are afraid of loving as FERHAD
in our natıonal love epic
ı know you have many epics
like FERHAT's in your country too
they are afraid of seed and terra cota and soıl
they are afraid of
flowing water and of remembering
they have never experienced a friendly hand
without asking anything as
reductıon...commission and time
flown and landed on their palms
they have never exprienced such a thing
they are afraid of hopes ROBESON
they are afraid of hopes
they are afraid of hopes robeson my dear brother
they are frigtened my eagle winged canary
they are afraid of our folk songs ROBESON
my eagle winged..pearl teethed black friend
My brother