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Meçhul Ögrenci Aniti / Ece Ayhan-1970
Buraya bakin, burada, bu kara mermerin altinda
Bir teneffüs daha yasasaydi,
Tabiattan tahtaya kalkacak bir çocuk gömülüdür
Devlet dersinde öldürülmüstür.
Devletin ve tabiatin ortak ve yanlis sorusu suydu:
- Maveraünnehir nereye dökülür?
En arka sirada bir parmagin tek ve dogru karsiligi:
- Solgun bir halk çocuklari ayaklanmasinin kalbine!dir.
Bu ölümü de bastirmak için boynuna mekik oyali mor
Bir yazma baglayan eski eskici babasi yazmistir:
Yani ki onu oyuncaklari olduguna inandirmistim
O günden böyle asker kaputu giyip gizli bir geyik
Yavrusunu emziren gece çamasircisi anasi yazmistir:
Ah ki oglumun emegini eline verdiler
Arkadaslari zakkumlarla örmüslerdir su siiri:
Aldirma 128! Intiharin parasiz yatili küçük zabit okullarinda
Her çocugun kalbinde kendinden büyük bir çocuk vardir
Bütün sinif sana çocuk bayramlarinda zarfsiz kuslar gönderecek
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The tomb of the unknown student
Look at this, here, under this black marble.
A boy, whom if he had lasted one more break,
He would have been telling us all about the nature,
That boy was burried there.
He was murdered in the lecture and the subject was the republic.
Both the republic´s and the nature´s misguided question was :
-Where does mevaraunnehir fall? **
The only correct answer was from a raised hand at the back:
-Into the heart of a faded rebellion which was staged by common childeren.
It is was written by his ex flea marketer father,
Who put up a purple embroidery on his neck to suppress this death:
"You see, I just made him believe he had his own toys".
It was written by his nigth-shift-laundry-woman mother,
Who is wearing a military coat and breast feeding a baby deer secretly:
"Ahh...they handed back my son´s effort into his hands".
His friends woven this poem with rosebays:
Never mind number 128! In the tiny military boarding schools,
Every boy hides another person, older than than himself, in his heart.
The entire class will send you birds with no envelops on every childeren´s festival.
**(Mevaraunnehir is a place in somewhere north east of Iran..It means behind the river..an important-HISTORICAL place in Turkish history)
My try as always..
Edited (5/21/2010) by thehandsom
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