Earthquake Pain
My wound is very heavy today / My lung is burning, bleeding today / February 6 collapsed very badly / Turkey experienced the earthquake today
The earthquake of February 6 shook the whole of Turkey, the pain of the earthquake shook the whole of Turkey. Rescue efforts continue. We all know that after this hour, the number of people who survived under the rubble and are waiting to be rescued is almost non-existent. The work continues. A life is a life.
All of Turkey became one heart and rushed to the earthquake zone. Those who could not go physically were in the region with their hearts. All of our people supported the aid campaigns as much as possible and continue to do so. The pain of the earthquake victims is very great, the pain of the earthquake is not like it will pass in an instant.
We experienced the earthquake in Adana, we deeply felt the pain of our relatives and loved ones around us. Not only Adana. Ten provinces were deeply affected by this earthquake and suffered deep wounds. The world of nearly 14 million people has been darkened. Mothers, fathers and offspring were devastated. As someone who lived through the earthquake and felt its pain deeply, I wanted to make a change today and convey my feelings to you with a poem.
Sometimes poetry expresses one's inner pain much more beautifully than prose, just like the pain of the earthquake...
Don't puncture my wound, it's too heavy today
My lungs are burning and bleeding today
February Sixth collapsed badly
Turkey experienced the earthquake today
Where is the mother, where is the father, where is the son
Hearths are extinguished, where is the home
Bodies are coming out, in the cave-in
We are mourning and sick as a nation today
Shall we say it's fate or shall we rebel
Our hearts are burning, how can we laugh
Homes are dying, how should we know
Turkey is sick and in mourning today
It's 4:17 a.m., the whole nation is asleep.
Will the Grim Reaper say I'm coming, death lurks
In the middle of the sweetest sleep
Turkey experienced the earthquake today
Bodies were many in the sinkholes
Each moan was like a new hope
The dying mother hugging her baby
Is it easy or possible to separate today
Is it easy to taste death in sleep
A pile of concrete collapsed
The dying cub hugging his teddy bear
My insides bleed today as I watch
We were destined to die together
There is also a mass burial
On this sinister path called the line of destiny
There is also falling into eternal sleep without salaam
