The Hands of Truth

April 24 Armenian Genocide Remembrance Day
 

Hajastan
Bursting
into bloody tears
1500000 and more
Killed

Raped
Displaced
Slaughtered with Turkish swords
Burnt alive in the churches
Crucified

….
The despair of eyes
Calls Armenia
so all the graves of the innocent
without a cross on their gravestones
which desert hides
could get the peace on its land

…
Mother’s dead arms

Streching out

To grab her children.

 

…

Behind human faces

Monsters are hidden

Hiding genocide

Before so many deaths

The desert let them

A sight of crime.

 

…

Places of bleeding tears

mounds

honorabletombs

long for truthfulness

 

Along Armenian Via Dolorosa

in the serpent’s club

the universe is full of bitter

dark abysmal

in the soul

suffocates it

…

in the abyss of evil

animals yowls

Turks in lines

Young Turks

Beheading with swords

burning women’s hair

impaled

they die in terrible pain

…

Streams of the rivers

gaze at the dark

craving for the day of freedom

Hrazdan

Arpa

Debed

Azat

Aras

The streams of painful souls

LittleCaucasus

Transcaucasia

mountain lake

Sevan

from the groundthat

makes snake-houses

givingthem their hands

restless souls

parades of shadows

theblood from their wounds

cries out:

– No peace for us without the truth!

…

Directive 8682

Armenians were killed

Suffocated in the gas chambers

burned

theirbodes were thrown

into the Black Sea

in the Euphrates

the corpses float for days

thefood for dogs

and carnivores

they kill Armenian children

dynamite set

in their strollers

they burn them alive in the caves

the smell of burnt corpses

fordays

in the desert air

…

Above Armenians

the stars went out

columns of death

bloody trace

a rifle shotgun

shots

killers

sandydinecrying

sunset

the gloom of scare pouring

watercolors of crime

watercolors of death

tear the deaths

 

…

Good God

ELAHI

You spoke their language

ἸησοῦςΧριστός

Jesus Chirst

Joshua

Jesus from Nazareth

ΧριστόςHristos

Isa ibn Maryam

رسول

Their soul is bleeding

The burden of the Cross.

 

…

…

the hands of truth

thesoul of existing ones

the hands of constant souls

cry for the ink

the quill of truth

the truth.

 

Translated to English by Ana Stjelja

 

Nikola Šimić Tonin