From the Book
"God, I Am Here" by Vagif Samadoghlu


When it's winter,
My door is knocked upon by the souls
Of those I know who have died.

When it's spring,
I'm busy with stagnancy.

When summer comes,
Poverty stands over my head
As does the sun.

But when it's autumn,
I want to know
Who'll say what
When I die.



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