http://hk.zorpia.com/kemalci Fri, 18 Dec 2009 22:27 EST Fri, 18 Dec 2009 22:27 EST Zorpia.com http://hk.zorpia.com/kemalci/journal/1883565 <p><span class="text_md_gray"><span class="text_md_gray">You waste the attention of your eyes,<br />the glittering labour of your hands,<br />and knead the dough enough for dozens of loaves<br />of which you'll taste not a morsel;<br />you are free to slave for others<br />you are free to make the rich richer.<br /><br />The moment you're born<br />they plant around you<br />mills that grind lies<br />lies to last you a lifetime.<br />You keep thinking in your great freedom<br />a finger on your temple<br />free to have a free conscience.<br /><br />Your head bent as if half-cut from the nape,<br />your arms long, hanging,<br />your saunter about in your great freedom:<br />you're free<br />with the freedom of being unemployed.</span></span></p> <p><span class="text_md_gray">You love your country<br />as the nearest, most precious thing to you.<br />But one day, for example,<br />they may endorse it over to America,<br />and you, too, with your great freedom-<br />you have the freedom to become an air-base.***You may proclaim that one must live<br />not as a tool, a number or a link<br />but as a human being-<br />then at once they handcuff your wrists.<br />You are free to be arrested, imprisoned<br />and even hanged.***There's neither an iron, wooden<br />nor a tulle curtain<br />in your life;<br />there's no need to choose freedom:<br />you are free.<br />But this kind of freedom<br />is a sad affair under the stars.</span></p> Personal http://hk.zorpia.com/kemalci/journal/1883565 Wed, 25 Feb 2009 15:03 EST