Browse 146 quotes about Humanist Poetry.
“You are sanity, you are sentience,
You are the lifeforce of destiny.
You are conscience, you are concord,
You are the end of animosity.”
Source: Vande Vasudhaivam: 100 Sonnets for Our Planetary Pueblo
“Our mutual vulnerability is our greatest strength,
Across all insecurity let us be vulnerable together.
In hopelessness we are each other's compass,
In vulnerability we are each other's vigor.”
Source: Vande Vasudhaivam: 100 Sonnets for Our Planetary Pueblo
“Vande Vasudhaivam Sonnet 68
Don't be fooled by my attire,
You think of me a fool because
I want you to think of me a fool.
I am a behaviorist, and by behaving idiot
I study who's true, who's a tool.
I don't dress all ancient like a monk,
yet monks come to hear the words I utter.
I don't dress fancy like world leaders,
yet world leaders look to me for answer.
I don't wear the uniform of law,
yet coppers study me to be better cops.
I never got to put on a white coat,
yet white coats study me to be better docs.
I am the person beyond the paradigm,
I am but a reflection of the best of humankind.”
Source: Vande Vasudhaivam: 100 Sonnets for Our Planetary Pueblo
“Love who you like,
Wear what you like.
Have kids when you like,
Above all, live as you like.
Only thing that matters is that,
You don't fan the flames of hurt.
The only gospel of life is that,
There is no other gospel but love.”
Source: Mucize Misafir Merhaba: The Peace Testament
“Only Bow to Love (Sonnet 1360)
I don't bow to truth,
Truth is my toy.
I don't bow to science,
Science is my toy.
I don't bow to law,
Law is my slave.
I don't bow to wealth,
All wealth end in ashes.
I don't bow to no constitution,
I pen constitutions in my sleep.
No holy writ is my authority,
I pour out holiness on a daily basis.
I am love, I only bow to love.
Till I sleep, everyday I fall anew.
Facts, faith, law, go get in line.
When I see fit, I'll call you.”
Source: Visvavatan: 100 Demilitarization Sonnets
“I am love, I only bow to love.
Till I sleep, everyday I fall anew.
Facts, faith, law, go get in line.
When I see fit, I'll call you.”
Source: Visvavatan: 100 Demilitarization Sonnets
“All Fergusson's verses, indeed all humanist verse, has within it an eligiac seam; always present beneath the surface is the assumption that the world is imperfect, that it has fallen from grace. As with the disintegrating Tory ideal in the country, there is in Fergusson's poetry an ideal, imagined city of the past, hopelessly toppling as the new Babylon lays down its foundations: city of chaos, dirt, noise, broken communication, luxury, disorder. In essence the poet follows in his representation the timeless humanist imperative, attempting 'to create order out of disorder, and to make sense of life'. Hallow-Fair and Leith Races to a degree make just such a clear demarcation between the two cities of past and present in their thesis - antithesis structures. The two cities embody two different Scottish cultures: Auld Reekie, the pastoral, civilised, humanist culture; and Edina, the Athens of the North, but more often, Babylon, the counter-pastoral, brutal, Whig culture. Hallow-Fair, Leith Races, The Election, The King's Birth-Day in Edinburgh, satirise the new Babylon; the poems of this group celebrate an older Scotland, and Auld Reekie, in the same eligiac vein as The Daft Days. Yet, as we have seen, the poet, at times, undermines too rigorous a humanist position: demarcations are not all that clear; ideals don't always elevate the human codition; the endless wheel of change and creativity, diversity and unrest, may be forging themselves into a new order.”
Source: Robert Fergusson and the Scots Humanist Compromise
“Sonnet of Fields
Art is a mirror of time that shows,
What's been, is and could be.
Science is a bridge of time,
That helps us build the future to be.
Philosophy is a spank on the tank,
That makes us cautious of mistakes.
Faith is but an imaginary friend,
That fills in when the sky darkens.
Education is a liaison to social lanes,
That arms us to engineer new lanes.
Medicine is a keeper of health,
That helps us overcome sickness.
Each social field has a noble cause,
Whether they fulfill it depends on action of ours.”
Source: Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World
“Hero Worship (The Sonnet)
We used to worship the sun and the moon,
We used to worship stones and trees.
Then reason grew stronger along with imagination,
So our worship shifted from elements to entities.
Some of them were real and some fully fictitious,
We just needed an excuse to externalize our divinity.
Even today we keep inventing fictitious characters,
Despite knowing they are fiction we pledge our loyalty.
It seems like we are always holding out for a hero,
Outside our very own everyday, ordinary psyche.
Fiction is healthy so long as we grow no dependency,
Real heroes are just humans standing unbent on duty.
Enough with worship of fiction from comics and scriptures!
It's time to be the hero and take the world on our shoulders.”
Source: Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World
“Handcrafted Humanity Sonnet 81
If a tradition endorses hate and mistrust,
It’s the tradition that we must reject not people.
If a heritage endorses division and discrimination,
It's the heritage that we must reject not people.
If an ancestor passes on bigotry and barbarism,
It’s the ancestor that we must reject not people.
If a bible teaches phobia and separatism,
It’s the bible that we must reject not people.
If a messiah preaches blindness and conspiracy,
It's the messiah that we must reject not people.
If God commands oppression and occupation,
It’s the God that we must reject not people.
Above all commandment, love is the highest truth.
Anything that divides love is a stoneage residue.”
Source: Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World
“Sonnet of Holy Water
A new day starts with a new you,
And I ain't talkin' about born again nonsense.
A bigot baptized a thousand times is still a bigot,
A human helping another is Christ himself.
There is no second coming, there’s no reincarnation,
Except when we go from selfishness to kindness.
We are the messiahs and saviors of our people,
Nobody's gonna fall from the sky to lift the helpless.
The liquor store sells you the same divinity,
That the holy store sells you for even higher price.
We'll be born again when we abolish such divinity,
By baptizing the soil of society with our sacrifice.
The tears of joy someone sheds because of you,
Are the only holy water to build the world anew.”
Source: Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World
“Beyond Inclusion (The Sonnet)
It is not really inclusion that we must aim for,
Rather we must work to outgrow the need for inclusion.
It is not really global harmony that we must aim for,
We must outgrow the very term international relations.
It is not really a reform in policy that we must aim for,
Rather we must aim to outgrow the need for policy aids.
It is not really social awareness we must aim to advocate,
Rather we must be the living epitome of social oneness.
It is not a flea market of parties that we must aim to build,
Rather we must turn the very term partisanism obsolete.
It is not a junkyard of ideologies that we must aim to raise,
Absorbing good from all, let us stop being ideological elites.
Plenty of time we have wasted on arguments of philosophy.
Now let's go out on the streets and soil to get our hands dirty.”
Source: Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World
“As citizens divided long we've practiced savagery. Awake, Arise and get to work, Oh Brave Earthistani!”
Source: Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World
“Handcrafted Humanity Sonnet 58
Faith is no declaration of character,
It is just a matter of mental necessity.
It has nothing to do with truth and holiness,
In many cases, it makes a person quite unholy.
I often find myself speaking to my dead teacher,
It gives me strength and helps me take the leap.
The scientist in me knows it's all in my head,
But sometimes all logic must take a backseat.
The problem however is not our imaginary friend,
It is our loyalty to it at the expense of our humanity.
Keep your faith if it helps you through hard times,
But never let it be an impediment to universality.
Imagination is healthy when it sustains us as human,
When it ruins our humanity, it's time for its demolition.”
Source: Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World
“The Being is The Bridge (The Sonnet)
I came to life at Dakshineswar,
At Kapadokya I got my sight.
I found my might at Shaolin,
At Liberty Island I came to light.
In Pernik I bathed in love,
By the Volga I tasted sapience.
Lika taught me the role of innovation,
Sudbury gave me the sail of science.
Streets of Calcutta showed me suffering,
Streets of Chicago reminded, I'm the answer.
It's not the place but people who hold magic,
Revolution rose when all of them came together.
You won't know me as the father of a nation.
You'll know me as the maker of amalgamation.”
Source: Mücadele Muhabbet: Gospel of An Unarmed Soldier
“Sacred Feminines and Holy Fathers (The Sonnet)
Listen you all discrimination-vaalo,
No matter how much you whine and wallow,
To obliterate all hateful bone and marrow,
Lo comes a generation of caballera, caballero!
Not a trace of dominant fear and anxiety,
Not a particle of self-centric practicality,
Lo come the bravehearts made of thunder,
Lo come the true preservers of humanity!
Breaking free from all that is old and rotten,
Overcoming all drives of untamed tribalism,
Lo come the sacred feminines of creation,
Lo come the holy fathers of nondivisionism!
Though divided by thought, still united by heart,
Grab these new nerves, give yourselves a jumpstart.”
Source: Mücadele Muhabbet: Gospel of An Unarmed Soldier
“Breaking free from all that is old and rotten,
Overcoming all drives of untamed tribalism,
Lo come the sacred feminines of creation,
Lo come the holy fathers of nondivisionism!”
Source: Mücadele Muhabbet: Gospel of An Unarmed Soldier
“Peace is Existence (The Sonnet)
Peace is not a statement,
Peace is existence.
Love is not a sentiment,
Love is sentience.
Awareness is not a practice,
Awareness is absolution.
Moderation is not restriction,
Moderation is jubilation.
Ignorance is not inferiority,
Ignorance is upliftment.
Failure is not the end,
It is the road to development.
Acknowledge the whole, quirks and all.
You have all the powers to treat the world.”
Source: Mücadele Muhabbet: Gospel of An Unarmed Soldier
“How I Get My Ideas (The Sonnet)
You wanted to know how I get my ideas,
The universe speaks to me.
You wanted to know how my words appear,
The soil and the air hand them to me.
You asked how do I speak for every culture,
I listen to the heart beyond the word.
You asked how am I not bound by geography,
Long ago I turned my inner walls into dust.
You said to me that I should have some fun,
I'll indeed have fun when the fallen are lifted.
You wanted to know why do I care at all,
That's because I am an alive human not an insect.
Instead of asking why and how a human acts human,
If there is no such being around why not be the first one!”
Source: Mücadele Muhabbet: Gospel of An Unarmed Soldier
“The Price I Pay (The Sonnet)
I spent my life in the depth of heart,
So my social skills are a little lacking.
Either they want me to be deep always,
Or they simply call me rather cheesy.
Whenever I try small talking as human,
I fail and fail again most spectacularly.
That's the price I pay for being your rock,
A timeless pillar unfit for warmth and amity.
Mine is not to ask why, mine is to do or die,
A path in which I turned my life into an idea.
Still it'd be nice to be treated as a human,
It'd be nice to feel the gentleness of another.
There is no greatness without weakness.
Greats must persevere no matter the coldness.”
Source: Mücadele Muhabbet: Gospel of An Unarmed Soldier
“In Work Be Restless (The Sonnet)
In work, be restless,
In love, be limitless,
In care, be oceandeep,
In service, be selfless.
In virtue, be skywide,
In justice, be incorruptible,
In integrity, be unbending,
In honor, be uncompromisable.
In culture, be without walls,
In courage, be endless,
In compassion, be senseless,
In character, be borderless.
Life's too grand to be wasted in gutter.
Expand your heart and you'll rise higher.”
Source: Mücadele Muhabbet: Gospel of An Unarmed Soldier
“Thank You Hitler (The Sonnet)
Thank you Hitler for showing the worst of humanity,
I am sorry that we couldn't place you on a pedestal.
Things would've been different if you were not a nobody,
Particularly if you had a background royally honorable.
Apparently if you have an empire to your name,
You can get away with the most heinous of atrocities.
If you have that blue blood running through your veins,
Tyranny, oppression, are deemed as acts of great dignity.
The common notion is, everything nazi is sick and sinister,
At the same time, everything british is great and glorious,
Despite the fact that it was the british empire that was,
An international force of evil unlike the nazi bastards.
Nazism is an enemy of humanity, there is no doubt.
Only if we felt so for the empire as we do for the krauts!”
Source: Making Britain Civilized: How to Gain Readmission to The Human Race
“Stagnated mind is the root of all hate, war and disorder. Mind, never rigid, is the source of sense and sapience.”
Source: Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables
“Good Little Gods (The Sonnet)
A good person once said, to turn the other cheek.
I ain't him, I don't approve of his kind of naivety.
Hurt me all you want, I may still keep quiet but,
Lay a finger on my loved ones, 'n you are history.
Someone once ordered, sacrifice your child for me,
And a spineless patriarch rushed to obey it all.
If god commands to slaughter someone I love,
That stoneage nitwit will return without his balls.
Someone said, strike your partner if she denies coitus,
To which countless bugs still remain obedient.
I ask that moron of a god to come 'n say it to me,
And he won't be left man enough to even get a head.
Humankind ain't no slave to no prehistoric lords.
We may spare them only if they're good little gods.”
Source: Dervish Advaitam: Gospel of Sacred Feminines and Holy Fathers
“Honor He Wrote Sonnet 75
Let me hold your hand,
Let me be your home.
Here, take my heart,
Heart to heart life is honed.
There is no I, only Us,
There is no Us, only I.
Sounds confusing, right!
Because Love is across all Us and I.
In love all of me is you,
In love all of you is me.
In love it's all messed up,
The sweetest mess we could ever be.
So come, let's be messed up together.
Perhaps then things might get a little clear.”
Source: Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables
“Rightful King (The Sonnet)
The rightful king is one who dissolves the kingdom.
The rightful politician is one who dissolves the party.
The rightful ruler is one who wants only to serve.
The rightful citizen is always steadfast in accountability.
Long live the Queen and Heil Hitler are one and the same,
For both are sign of absolute allegiance without question.
Allegiance to king and country keeps a land uncivilized,
Allegiance to ideology and tradition destroys all ascension.
Let there be no king and queen, let there be no kingdom,
Let there be no party and let there be no authoritarianism.
The force that builds a world doesn't come from bloodline,
For character is beyond the grasp of our puny sectarianism.
In a civilized society we are all king, we are all policymaker.
The world advances when we advance as its fervent keeper.”
Source: Making Britain Civilized: How to Gain Readmission to The Human Race
“Love Logic Intention (The Drunken Sonnet)
Love that keeps you sober is no love,
There is no soldier only drunken lover.
A thousand dazzling Vegas turn bleak,
When the soul shines with love's labor.
For once, let go of all judgment my friend,
Wipe out all cynicism from your core.
Close your eyes and look with your heart,
Either we are lovers or at death's door.
Nutty logic makes nice machines,
Nutty love makes a good society.
Scars of love add definition to life,
Tears of a lover are diamonds of divinity.
Right world is the result of right intention.
If you want light, burn, burn 'n burn again.”
Source: Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables
“Today (The Sonnet)
Today, we ain't no partisan poophead.
Today, we are just plain human.
Today, we ain't no intellectual ding-dong.
Today, we are just plain human.
Today, we ain't no ideological blockhead.
Today, we are just plain human.
Today, we ain't no religious hard case.
Today, we are just plain human.
Today, we ain't slaves to class 'n luxury.
Today, we are just plain human.
Today, we ain't no vermin after self-care.
Today, we are just plain human.
I know very well, that day is not today.
So, let us start the work right this very day.”
Source: Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables
“If I Must Die (The Sonnet)
I have no desire to die as just,
Another writer like that bard fella.
If I must die as a writer, I will die as,
The first multi-cultural writer en historia.
I have no desire to die as just,
Another founder of a sect or nation.
If I must die as something, I'll die as,
One of the founders of human unification.
I have no desire to die as just another,
Coldhearted scientist or pompous philosopher.
If I must die as a scientist and philosopher,
I'll die as the one who made love truth's driver.
But above all that, I have no desire to die, period.
Cowards die, whereas I, am already martyred.”
Source: Dervish Advaitam: Gospel of Sacred Feminines and Holy Fathers
“¡Piensas, yo soy la antorcha! I ain't - yo soy sólo el fósforo. Come - toma mi mano - let me set you on fire.”
Source: Dervish Advaitam: Gospel of Sacred Feminines and Holy Fathers
“Dervish Advaitam Sonnet
Aham dharmam, aham daivam,
Aham qurban for bhoolokam.
Aham nyayam, aham shastram,
Aham the end of all divisionism.
Aham prakriti, aham pralayam,
Aham the seed of all causality.
I am life, I am death as well,
Life to love ‘n death to inhumanity.
To most people family is the world,
But to me the world is family.
Because I am accountable for all life,
I am the epitome of collectivity.
All that is civilized starts with me.
Aham brahmandam, aham brahmasmi.
(aham: I am, dharmam: duty, daivam: divinity, qurban: sacrificed, bhoolokam: kingdom of earth, nyayam: justice, shastram: gospel, prakriti: nature, pralayam: apocalypse, brahmandam: universe, brahmasmi: almighty)”
Source: Dervish Advaitam: Gospel of Sacred Feminines and Holy Fathers
“Milkyway Messiah Sonnet (Simplified Version)
Whenever humanity degrades into inhumanity,
Whenever the oppressed cry out for a little dignity,
Whenever political animals come and sell hate,
Whenever morons 'n their yes men ruin harmony,
Whenever some cavemen fly the flag of tribalism,
Whenever love of luxury undermines accountability,
Whenever gentleness is overpowered by greed,
Whenever megalomania tramples heart's humility,
Whenever goodness is patronized by cold smartness,
Whenever compassion is vilified by indifference,
Whenever selfishness is accepted as norm and sanity,
Whenever accountability is deemed as an offence,
Embracing affliction, from the dust 'n dirt of soil 'n street,
You the Milkyway Messiah is to rise as the sentient shield.”
Source: Dervish Advaitam: Gospel of Sacred Feminines and Holy Fathers
“Test of Faith (The Sonnet)
How many gospels are there?
Civilized answer is, who cares!
How many apostles were there?
Civilized answer is, who cares!
What are the commandments?
Civilized answer is, who cares!
How many vedas are there?
Civilized answer is, who cares!
What is the meaning of basmala?
Civilized answer is, who cares!
What are the words of mool mantar?
Civilized answer is, who cares!
What god wants of us, who the fudge cares!
To be human for all humans is what matters.”
Source: Dervish Advaitam: Gospel of Sacred Feminines and Holy Fathers
“Mess With A Scientist (The Sonnet)
Mess with a police officer,
You may end up in prison.
And you may end up dead,
If you mess with a politician.
Mess with a bureaucrat,
You may end up exploited.
Mess with a programmer,
You may end up humiliated.
If you offend a teacher,
Your children might suffer.
If you offend a preacher,
You'll be deemed a blasphemer.
But mess with a scientist, that’s your ticket to hell.
Neither dead nor alive, you'll dangle in the middle.”
Source: Dervish Advaitam: Gospel of Sacred Feminines and Holy Fathers
“Let Us Be (The Sonnet)
Let us be evolution,
Let us be the revolution.
There is plenty pollution,
Now let's be the solution.
Let us be soldiers eternal,
Let us be lovers adamant.
Let's not fear the fiery storms,
Let us be humans valiant.
Let us be the hope to others,
Let us be joy to others.
In a world full of self-obsession,
Across all self, let’s be the help to others.
Service of society is no act of charity,
For it is just life, for it is just humanity.”
Source: Dervish Advaitam: Gospel of Sacred Feminines and Holy Fathers
“Honor He Wrote Sonnet 53
Better a marvelheaded idiot,
Than a marbleheaded bigot.
Better a self-proclaimed dope,
Than an arrogant dilettante.
Better a kindhearted commoner,
Than a cockeyed intellectualist.
Better an egalitarian infidel,
Than a dogmatizing evangelist.
All dogmas are born in the mind,
So is the duster to wipe them.
It is up to you what will you be,
Vessel of dogma or the duster untamed!
Convert none, help all, without imposition.
Let uplift be the motive behind all conviction.”
Source: Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables
“Honor He Wrote Sonnet 56
It's the citizens’ duty to make a nation nonpartisan,
Government is meant to serve as powerless figurehead.
All my hopes lie in the hands of accountable citizens,
A good politician acts a citizen, not political dunderhead.
So no more procrastination with the curation of society,
No more playing hooky in the school of life and sanity.
Be the politician that you seek in the sewers of state,
Not by law but by an indefatigable accountability.
Democracy means rule of the people, not sleep of people,
Yet that's what it means to people 'n politicians alike.
But shhh, nobody is supposed to admit any of it in public,
For discretion is the better part of a society of sleeping mice.
Let sleeping slime sleep, if you are human, take charge now.
Dream with your eyes open and keep your democracy vow.”
Source: Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables
“Honor He Wrote Sonnet 94
How will you know you’ve realized love?
When people no longer appear at a distance.
When they no longer appear as people,
But as reflection of your own essence.
When the other becomes I,
I becomes universal.
In that universal I all that there is,
Is an echo of the people.
The I is in all people,
But people are not in all the I.
That is why we suffer so much,
That is why we all cry, cry and cry.
If one dies thinking of people,
They will live on through people.”
Source: Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables
“Your Culture is My Culture (The Sonnet)
With infinite love brimming in my heart,
I have arrived at your doorstep.
Please, I beg you, do not turn me back,
Let me in, so I may be one with your footstep.
It's not my fault, I wasn't born in your culture,
Yet I've assimilated your culture as my own.
Please do not throw me out my dear friend,
Standing together our powers will be honed.
I may not speak your native tongue,
I may not be familiar with your way of life.
But do you not smile like me when in joy,
Like me do you not shed tears when in strife!
Here I stand at your door with my arms stretched.
Hold it with affection or chop it off if you so elect.”
Source: Şehit Sevda Society: Even in Death I Shall Live
“Your Struggle is My Struggle (The Sonnet)
Your struggle is my struggle,
‘Cause my heaven is in your smile.
Your trouble is my trouble,
Without you by my side all victory is vile.
My life is only life when you are in it,
For a life without love is but death in disguise.
Without you my achievements mean nothing,
‘Cause you’re the sweetness of all my flight.
You are the light of my eyes,
Without you I am but a ship without compass.
You are the strength coursing through my veins,
Without you I turn into worthless abscess.
You are my sky, my land and my ocean.
The breath of my life is you and my salvation.”
Source: Şehit Sevda Society: Even in Death I Shall Live
“I'm No Poet (The Sonnet)
I thought I could bear the title poet,
But as it turns out, I cannot.
I can barely bear the title of scientist,
Let alone adding another next to it.
Each title feels like a burden herculean,
My heart cannot function with such burden.
If I am to create works of life and wholeness,
I must be free from titles, sane and insane.
My ideas are not born of mere thought,
If they were, there wouldn't be any torment.
My work comes from a land beyond labels,
A place deeper than thought can penetrate.
So you may call me whatever you like.
In my mind, I am but a nameless light.”
Source: Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World
“No matter what we call water, it quenches everybody's thirst equally. I accept all religions to be true and equal, for what matters is our common humanity.”
Source: Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World
“All live for self, all are miserable. You for one live for others, giving up all label.”
Source: Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World
“No dream must be coldly self-centric, no destination full of luxurious desire. When you look back at the days gone by, you oughta see labor, not your lost character.”
Source: Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World
“Sonnet Earthistan
Earthistan is not a place,
Earthistan is a people,
People who've forgotten borders,
Who ain't no sectarian sheeple.
Earthistan is not a nation,
It is but the spirit of expansion,
A spirit that loves each and all,
And knows no discrimination.
Earthistan is not geography,
It is but the oneness of mind,
Where nobody's superior or inferior,
Where nobody is left behind.
As citizens divided long we've practiced savagery.
Awake, Arise and get to work, Oh Brave Earthistani!”
Source: Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World
“Wake Up From Death (The Sonnet)
Wake up from death and return to life,
For as living dead we’ve been crawling for long.
Wake up from sanity and return to insanity,
For we've been insane in sanity for long.
Wake up from possibility, return to impossibility,
For we've been slave to the possible for long.
Wake up from reality and return to absurdity,
Habits of past have kept us hypnotized for long.
Wake up form truth and return to love,
For we’ve always confused assumptions with truth.
Wake up form ideology and return to the soil,
Integration means inclusion, not ideological coup.
Enough with nonchalance in the name of practicality!
Let us now rise as tornado and wipe out all apathy.”
Source: Şehit Sevda Society: Even in Death I Shall Live