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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=468518" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Since I’ve Been In Jail</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Since I've been in jail <br>the world has turned around the sun ten times <br>And if you ask the earth, it will say: <br>'It's not worth mentioning, <br>a microscopic time.' <br>And if you ask me, I will say: <br>'It's ten years of my life.' <br>I had a pencil <br>the year I came to jail. <br>It wore out in a week from writing. <br>And if you ask the pencil, it will say: <br>'A whole life.' <br>And if you ask me, I will say: <br>'It's nothing, a mere week.' <br>Osman who was jailed for murder <br>completed a seven-year stretch and left <br>since I've been in jail. <br>He wandered around outside for a while, <br>and then got jailed again for smuggling. <br>He served a six-month term and left again, <br>and yesterday a letter came saying he's married <br>and a child will be born in the spring. <br>Now they're ten years old <br>the children who fell from their mothers' womb <br>that year I came to jail, <br>And the colts of that year who had long thin shaky legs <br>have long since become docile broad-rumped mares. <br>But the olive shoots are still shoots <br>and they're still children. <br>New squares have opened up in my distant city <br>since I've been in jail. <br>And our family <br>is living in a house I've never seen <br>on a street I don't know. <br>The bread was pure white, like cotton, <br>the year I came to jail. <br>Later it was rationed out, <br>And we here on the inside beat one another <br>for a piece of black crust the size of a fist. <br>Now it's free again, <br>But brown and tasteless.<br>The year I came to jail <br>The Second One had just begun. <br>The ovens in Dachau Camp were not yet lit, <br>The atom bomb was not yet hurled upon Hiroshima. <br>Time flowed like the blood of a child with his throat cut. <br>Later that chapter was officially closed, <br>Now American dollars are talking about a Third. <br>But in spite of everything, the days have brightened <br>since I've been in jail, <br>And about half of them <br>'put their heavy hands on the pavement <br>and on the edge of darkness <br>straightened up.' <br>Since I've been in jail <br>the world has turned around the sun ten times. <br>And again I repeat with the same passion <br>what I wrote for them <br>the year I came to jail: <br>'They <br>whose number is as great <br>as ants on the earth <br>fish in the water <br>birds in the sky <br>are fearful and brave <br>ignorant and learned <br>and they are children, <br>And they <br>who destroy and create <br>it is only their adventure in these songs.' <br>And for the rest, <br>for example, my lying here for ten years, <br>it's nothing...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Nazim+Hikmet">Nazim Hikmet</a><div class=q>
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the world has turned around the sun ten times 
And if you ask the earth, it will say: 
'It's not worth mentioning, 
a microscopic time.' 
And if you ask me, I will say: 
'It's ten years of my life.' 
I had a pencil 
the ye..."></div>
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