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Do not wanna return Kaaba ...
Called the Kaaba, a tiny black box,
Given the hearts steeped in awe ...
Remaining away from him, for not to linger,
chests lives are an endless sleep, taste ...
Is looking at the second floor and watch the confusion,
Full-fledged return, such as those who circumambulate the white dove ...
It repeated the solar system, the speed of light,
As if they lived here for years and pretty familiar with everything!
As if we do not want the hotel does not come,
Being away from Kaaba,
Every second affliction,
Feels Special!
Asian in front of my right to my left African Americans behind Europe!
I have hatred nor hostility ...
Stain did not fall, the color of ihram given breast milk!
It 'Asr-i Saadet,
It traces the Companions,
As if that is not human, the infinite light
Zikr tireless Languages
Body worship ...
It re-conquered Mecca,
What the Commander of the blessed!
Idols are broken,
Ignorance is abandoned customs of ...
Exhibition of Doomsday,
Views of the awe of heaven,
Each inananda safety
Provided salvation ...
Lay down to sleep,
Mevla'nın good to be guests in the house ...
Spilled over the walls, marble flooring
Say in ice-cold air conditioners,
Birds constantly cıvlıdarlar lively ...
I see countless so much space in my dream,
Joy in the people
Thirty-three years old and fresh ...
In what they want,
What happens if they wish ...
What evil have
Nor fear anymore ...
I do not want to return to my homeland,
Joseph's thrown into the pit!
Saffet Kuramaz
January-2012
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