NO TO WAR

People shut within the walls of torment
Cannot think of freedom with empty stomachs.
Pigeons’ wings in their eyes,
Spread out their dreamy antennas;
They start being aware of themselves.
One day the roads become illuminated,
Suddenly the black walls come tumbling down;
Every living creature takes its place.
When the toiling hands desire,
When the hearts are filled with love
Peace becomes the writing in the sky.
The whole world should be at peace,
Friendly both at birth and at death.
The noble rule of our lives:
Peace, Love Peace, Love Peace…

Oğuz Tansel
Translated by Nilüfer Mizanoğlu Reddy
ÇN – Çeviri Edebiyatı, September, 2007, Volume: 1, No: 4, p.137.
World of Tales, Elips Kitap, 2012