1
Turn Off the Nation’s Lights
Anyway, you supply electricity with interruptions.
Teach us to live with interruptions as well.
Turn off the nation’s lights.
Happiness, like a moth,
may fly toward the light.
Turn off the nation’s lights.
Anyway, our road is not toward the side where the light comes from.
Our road is in the direction of barking dogs.
Turn off the nation’s lights.
While the graves of our great ancestors
are burning after seeing our sorrow,
turn off the nation’s lights.
You love the nation very much.
That is why you have plunged everywhere into darkness.
The nation is searching for the water of eternal life in the darkness.
Thank you.
You have raised the nation
to the level of Alexander the Great.
We have conquered the world.
We are at the top of international blacklists.
Turn off the nation’s lights.
Every day of our lives passes in tears.
After so much rain,
the light of lightning is enough for us.
Turn off the nation’s lights.
2
The Poet’s Heart
The heart of a true poet
Is like an electricity meter;
If it is not loaded, it stops.
A poet is also like a lamp;
If it is not hung up, it does not give light.
But the gallows stool
Is under the feet of the one who hangs him.
Stools are very strange four-legged things.
They are more faithful than two-legged beings and four-legged creatures.
We sit on them to rest,
And we also lean our shoulders against them.
There is no human left to lean your shoulders on anymore.
But still,
Stools are also very unfaithful.
When we are hanged, they run away from under our feet.
We fall into eternal darkness.
And such eternal darkness
Is better than this world.
Because now the source of light
Is not enlightened people.
Now the source of light
Is police cars.
Can the poet’s heart endure this?
