✍️Hasan Ildiz

YOU WERE MY ANSWER TO THE CITY

You were my answer to the city The answer to the questions exploding in my chest You were a bunch of posters In the inner pocket of my coat You were my fears I have so much courage As soon as I go out into the street. You owe this land You were my diet to pay You were always in it This bloody struggle Time made you tired too You too have become old like the writings I wrote on the walls. Either flowers or birds I would have it on my shirt Sometimes both This was my constant show It was my constant attitude towards the city I would tell it like this I came from the mountains.