Men were helplessly squatting by the crossroads,
Their foreheads and hands all wrinkled.
As if shackled by thoughts,
Their faces reflect anxiety.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They are unaware of the fire in their hearts,
One can see in their eyes longing for land,
Their hands have toiled in vain for many years,
Like water gone astray.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
One among them who found the sun inside him
Like a mountain clearing off the haze
Got up and spoke thunder-like:
\u201cResignation does not become us!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWe came to this world to live,
We can create goodness and beauty.\u201d
The road turned bright and sunny,
Their eyes lit up with resolve.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
O\u011fuz Tansel<\/strong> Men were helplessly squatting by the crossroads,Their foreheads and hands all wrinkled.As if shackled by thoughts,Their faces reflect anxiety. They are unaware of the fire in their hearts,One can see in their eyes longing for land,Their hands have toiled in vain for many years,Like water gone astray. One among them [\u2026] <\/p>\n
Translated by Ays\u0131t Tansel
World of Tales, Elips Kitap, 2012<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"