Chıldren Şiiri - Gökmen Yılmaz Erdem

CHILDREN

In the darkest rooms of my mind
How often am I upset?
childhood years
not fulfilled
myself
I find it in memories.
i am unhappy
to be loved
to be careful
there are longing children
also quite a lot.
open who
anhydrous,
little sick
is not experiencing its spring.
more worthy of happiness
they should be more needy
these little ones.
magnification
must live
children.
even if the wind blows
our children
let's hold hands!
endless blues
their right.

Let's not kill!

Aksaray/01/08/2022

Gokmen Yilmaz Erdem