The night flares

on the gaze

of the police forces.

The night flickers

& scorches

shoulders

of citizens ablaze…

Water cannons roar,

you can hear them utter

gold and silver;

they tear through

the crowds

as

the night shimmers

with T.V. Sets

spitting shackles

and hate sometimes.

The night

bristles little

bits of light

down

into the Bosphorus.

As Gezi Park’s

trees still nestle

into the night.

The night flares

on the gaze

of the police forces.

The night flickers & scorches

shoulders

of citizens ablaze…

at

Gezi Park.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Artwork : Unknown