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It's This Way

I stand in the advancing light,
My hands hungry, the world beautiful.

My eyes can’t get enough of the trees
They’re so hopeful, so green.

A sunny road runs through the mulberries,
I’m at the window of the prison infirmary.

I can’t smell the medicines
Carnations must be blooming nearby.

It’s this way:
Being captured is beside the point,
The point is not to surrender.


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Poem It's This Way - Nazim Hikmet