A nightmare unfolds on Syrian land,
In BOP’s hand, Turkey’s role is a reprimand,
PKK has statehood, its borders expand,
HTS occupies, its people in command.
Erdoğan calls for genocide, a vile plea,
“Fight the Assad remnants,” he says, setting them free,
A massacre of a people, eyes dark with rage,
And that cruel politics, we silently engage.
With Turkish government’s hands, terror grew strong,
PKK in Syria, where it doesn’t belong,
Traitors within cheer as they watch with delight,
A nation’s future, decayed in the night.
Alevi blood spills on Syrian soil,
Sectarian strife, an ever-deepening toil,
In Turkish lands, these rotten schemes,
Turn brother against brother, shattering dreams.
HTS, entrenched in bloodied lands,
Radicalism thrives, Turkey’s stained hands,
A state forged through terror, brutality’s call,
And we stand silent, watching it all.
We are of the Great Middle East Project ‘s pawns, enslaved to this game,
The secular republic falls, we share the blame,
In Syria’s flames, every life lost,
Turkey’s shadow looms, but at what cost?
Erdoğan, the hand that legitimized PKK,
Turns a blind eye to HTS’s slay,
In Syria’s dark, we vanish away,
History will recall this betrayal, come what may.
Oh, Turkish people, awaken from this fire,
Our so-called allies now conspire,
In the Great Middle East Project ‘s plans, we shall disappear,
In the shadow of sectarian war, Turkey will fall, I fear.
By Sefa Yürükel
March 11, 2025
Norway
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