Children with their hands in blood
Mothers in tears
Fathers with their faces strained…
And the eyes that stare at the death absently
And faces that see
the world, the children as money
You will turn deaf
in the outcries of mothers
And will be drowned
in the tears of children…
And the father will explode
That sound, that outcry,
Will frighten you
much more than the bombs do
You, that make me draw the children of peace
and write about the children of peace
You will be destroyed
In what you have created
with art, science, education
and humanity,
You will lose…
Graphics Design Trainer
www.tulaycellek.com
tcellek@yildiz.edu.tr, ttcellek@gmail.com
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