Only If I Know

By Rifat Ilgaz

This feet will judge me,
I let them walk about,behind a thought
Street to street.
This head, this inflexible head too…
Sometimes tired
Always yearing for a pillow!
This lungs too, will judge me,
I,unfortunately refused the sun,the air from them.
This mouth, these theeth, this stomach…
What could I offer loosely!
These wrists, too, will judge me,
I tolerated there suffer.
Only if I know, nobody is in charge
In these endless torture;
Without any hesitation, in a morning
I would execute myself in the gallows,
Only if I know the fault is mine!

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