Climate and weather are not fit for long ways
Full of calamities, pollutions spread bitter, musty smell
Neither technologies nor transports work well
Idle times were idly passing along its ancient broadways;
Some long tiring and gloomy days later
A Mediterranean girl, whom I love, has sent me a long letter
In a grey-black envelop asking me to tell something
As if, shortly I make out a time;
I was neither indifferent nor interested
But the tension was tearing me for my friend;

Mesopotamia, the most ancient civilization
Is known not only to you and me but to everyone,
By it the basin of the Mediterranean Sea full of vast water
Around that line after line localities, spirited children’s noisy tour
Know them, too, the people of the world
For them the kind obviously have empty space deep in mind;

To her writings, things changed a lot suddenly and horribly
Since we had met first near the green locality gaily,
Had observed people living there peacefully
Happiness, pleasure, contentment surrounded them heavenly;
Their every dream bloomed as flower
Spread fragrance everywhere;

She will tell me the reasons of so long gap
And what really were happening in fact,
That there were invasions and forcible wars so violent
Where exercising evil powers man shot man like pig,
Exploded heavy, dreadful atom, nuclear and various bombs
Used fatal chemical and poisonous weapons,
To destroy all the relics of the ancient civilizations,
To turn the green world into complete desert,
To abuse and pollute the other spheres
And they had aggressively, hypocritically succeeded
To draw magically black plots everywhere
So, here the rest of humans are living on sands forever;

She will also tell me how she lost everything
How extreme, hazardous troubles the country faced,
How the generations suffered and absolutely fell
How their blooming hopes and dreams were faded away,
Also that the whole world was against their cry
And now why she is quite dumb to say;

Her letter reminds me the chronological history of the wars
Before and after Christ around the human world,
How many kill how many no real statistics of that
And how much are destroyed no such real measures,
Human beings have seen the severe abuses of powers,
The savageries of wars and massacres,
Especially in the 1st and the 2nd two gigantic world wars, as well as
In various wars between armed and armless forces;

And what recently the world has thunderstruckly experienced
To which even the elements shed tears
No sooner had 20th century’s bloody battle fields dried up
Than the wars in force, aggression, genocide, holocaust
In 21st century’s early morning tormenting people began to walk
And broke world’s all the past records in atrocities;
Thus, the destructions always faces the human world
Are chaos, wars, violence, massacres, miseries and loss,
All these curses cause them inborn pained
For some narrow minded, dull headed and brutal natured leaders;

A time I will make out and a place choose soon
For our meeting and conversation,
However and from wherever does blow the melancholic air
My sail will bound for
The red-grey bough and red-ash-silver stream
Where all the oppressed souls crawl and scream;
I will also invite all human beings there
To share over which we are lamenting and shedding tears,
And to take part in centuries’ smallest slogan:
“Fill the earth with peace; no chaos, no weapons, no wars, no pangs.”