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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=458805" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Last Duty</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">ı t is two days or three<br>since with soil we covered thee<br>we gathered here<br>in your mother city<br>from all over the country<br>may be the unı verse<br>to perform our last duty<br>in fact you are doı ng your last duty<br>perfectly<br>you gathered friiends together<br>after so many years<br>a peculı ar thing too<br>just notified me<br>they have cut the lonely poplar<br>that shoot<br>from the root<br>which were a friend to me<br>my friend in winter<br>in my loneliness..lonelihood<br>in my all days on foot<br>but the plum tree<br>side by side<br>very very oldy<br>has blossomed already<br>adorned with green leaves<br>with white flowers as bridals<br>what a peculı ar thing too<br>lı fe goes on as always<br>after the death's gloom<br>like these<br>even of my relatives<br>and dear friends<br>this year<br>spring has come a little bit earlier<br>it is may be<br>two days or three<br>we gave to the soı l thee<br>life for me<br>a turmoı l though<br>how many beloved<br>ı have entombed<br>..buried<br>ı do not know<br>ı cannot remember<br>waiting his turn<br>someday someone may be me<br>will be buried too<br>you lie in a mosque yard<br>in the coffin covered with our flag<br>crimson and white<br>wi th in the middle a crescent<br>on a white marble stand-bier<br>your son<br>your grown up son tall watching<br>your wife and daughter in black weeds<br>weeping<br>first the noon prayer<br>and then<br> the funeral prayer in the graveyard<br>imam asked for the acquı ttal of claim<br>we have no claim on you<br>farewell my friend<br>that is life they say<br>what we can say too<br>the last order from above has come<br>we are accustomed to these day by day<br>iti is two days or three<br>20th march 2010<br>a new life is beginning for me<br>without you<br>fires burn in me<br>may be the new spring<br>the river sakar will flow without you<br>the bungalow<br>near the sinop black sea will miss you<br>it is two days or there<br>since we buried you in soil<br>life is toll moil and pell mell<br>and turmoil<br>so long<br>farewell<br>my friend<br>we will miss you<br>how can we bear this turmoil<br>without you<br>never knowing<br>we are still waiting for you<br>each day<br>as the next day you will rise be coming<br>good my friend..so long</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Metin+Sahin">Metin Sahin</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=458805" data-title="The Last Duty de Metin Sahin" data-description="ı t is two days or three since with soil we covered thee we gathered here in your mother city from all over the country may be the unı verse to perform our last duty in fact you are doı ng your last duty perfectly you gathered friie..."></div> </div> </div>
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