A poem written by Bekir Coskun who is one of Turkey’s opposition journalists and shared by Migo, an activist for freedom of speech on his blog. In fact, he is famous for his humor and satire articles. He has been making honorable journalism for nearly 40 years in Turkey. Bekir Coskun was sued many times by Recep Tayyip Erdogan and his politicians of AKP(ruling party of Turkey last 14 years), because of his writings about them. A part of the situation of Turkey, has been told by his own style in this writing. The size of those which are not telling about Turkey’ situation in this writing are enough to fit a thick book.

It cannot countinue like this, my friend…
We cannot live like this…
Every thought, every view is like a flover in the garden of freedom…
With this low pressure…
this northeaster…
this mistral…
unlivable…
*
This is a riot lettering…
The voices of our journalist friends are being heard from the prison loopholes. Even comedy shows were hanged by founding guilty. The father of martyr soldier was considered as traitor.
We cannot live an environment,
where the people who say own idea are lynched,
where the people who open their mouth are taken to behind the bars,
where the people who are not side with dictator are being dissipated,
eventually where everyone is silent…
(…..)
We cannot live in like an environment like this, waterless, landless, breathless
in a flower garden that the flowers were plucked.
*
We’re alone…
Everything is between the two lips of the power who is lacking in political morality, democracy culture, legal system…
We are like waterless and ligthness tulips against his passion that he removes whatever is bothering of him and in front of mentality that is shameless of commiting crime with hatred and grudge,
in the garden without flowers…
*
We are crestfallen…
My friend, if you live in legal state, you run the judiciary. In a democracy, alternative opposition is there. If there isn’t any of them, you go to the bosom of the nation.
But if any of them wasn’t left…
We’re the victims of stupid oppositions political parties in parliament,
that are unaware of their treason against the democracy.
We’re victims of judiciary that is judging the people who are not guilty and have closed the doors to justice.
We’re the victims of a nation that is not aware of what happened and in deep sleep.
*
This is a riot lettering…
When the all values which you can die, have went and when your hopes slipped from your heart,
you twiddle your pen in your palm…
Should I broke my pen or not?

13.01.2016- Bekir Coskun, Sozcu newspaper

quotted source: http://www.sozcu.com.tr/2016/yazarlar/bekir-coskun/bu-bir-isyan-yazisidir-2-1040197/