Questions

Oh my immortal love, why do you have the answers to all my questions, but how comes that I still have questions when I already found you.

Why do you silence all my wounds while my chest is burning with your love…. I come from my battles with you, always defeated...the knight has decided to leave his sword on the rock, he is the lonely Dervish now.

Years have passed and my land is still bleeding as if its paying the price for my sin…have mercy my beloved, the children are crying and the widows are cradling their orphans on the laps of agony, who can stop this war but you, who can make the Dervish leave his castle but you…when shall you stop your curse which you poured on the land of Mesopotamia…cant you see that tears are waterfalls and sadness are sands, when shall you stop?