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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468508" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Last Will And Testament</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468508" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Comrades, if I don't live to see the day<br>-- I mean,if I die before freedom comes --<br>take me away<br>and bury me in a village cemetery in Anatolia.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468508" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The worker Osman whom Hassan Bey ordered shot<br>can lie on one side of me, and on the other side<br>the martyr Aysha, who gave birth in the rye<br>and died inside of forty days.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468508" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Tractors and songs can pass below the cemetery --<br>in the dawn light, new people, the smell of burnt gasoline,<br>fields held in common, water in canals,<br>no drought or fear of the police.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468508" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Of course, we won't hear those songs:<br>the dead lie stretched out underground<br>and rot like black branches,<br>deaf, dumb, and blind under the earth.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468508" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But, I sang those songs<br>before they were written,<br>I smelled the burnt gasoline<br>before the blueprints for the tractors were drawn.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468508" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">As for my neighbors,<br>the worker Osman and the martyr Aysha,<br>they felt the great longing while alive,<br>maybe without even knowing it.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468508" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Comrades, if I die before that day, I mean<br>-- and it's looking more and more likely -- <br>bury me in a village cemetery in Anatolia,<br>and if there's one handy,<br> a plane tree could stand at my head,<br> I wouldn't need a stone or anything.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468508" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Moscow, Barviha Hospital</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468508" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Trans. by Randy Blasing and Mutlu Konuk (1993)</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Nazim+Hikmet">Nazim Hikmet</a></strong></div>

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