I am a Poet, My Thoughts are Free

We present this work in honor of the poet’s 155th birthday.

Tevfik Fikret
1867 – 1915


I expect no gifts from any, nor beg for wing or feather
In my own sky, in my own heavens, on my own I soar

To bow beneath slavery’s collar weighs heavy on my neck
I’m a poet, my thoughts are free, wisdom free, conscience free

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