Hundred Years From Now
Uncle
Rupen
Was
it you
A century ago
And
one year
And many long seconds
And many long seconds
Watching
from skies
Billowing
smoke
Blackening
seas
Rushing
Bosporus
Were
you toying
With
universe
Or
darkness
Making
elephants rage
Deserts
flood
Drowning
poets
Weeping
sorrow
Raining
shame
Remembering
1915
Hundred
years from now
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