If you want soak the steel in my blood,
If you want rain bullets over me every day,
Pull my heart out and take it if you want,
But leave my eyes for me,
I want to walk
Because,
A guerilla would want to walk in the moonlight
-Idris Guzel
Translated by: Footballplayer1
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War
PoésieA book full of poems about war and unity (mainly for the kurds, but it could be classified to be written for other people too.)
