Tyrannies Can't See

I have chain on me. I want to write articles every two days; I put this rule as a chain, I don’t want to break it. I looks like a demanding promise, yet I look at my back and I want to achieve.

When I turn to my writings at night, my little son comes to me as he couldn’t see me in the bed and says ‘’Mommy I love you so much.’’ He leaves a kiss on my cheek and insists to stay in my arms. I don’t want to leave him too. He rarely is like a little bag of love. Our very rare peaceful time. I pray God for his blessing, kiss him and send him bed.

In that moment, a photograph shows up.

A father, opened his hands to the heavens.

Praying near his son’s tomb.

Handcuffs on his wrists.

Soldiers around him, seems like the superiors want to project an image of a savage terrorist with their batmen.

Near the father, his little daughter Azize; doesn’t move even a millimeter.

While I am praying God ‘’Please don’t separate us!’’ Bekir Görmez prays ‘’Please reunite in Heaven!’’.

Görmez family is a symbol of the tyranny in Turkey.

Tyrannies cannot see. They are blind.

Little Azize sees her mother loses weight down to 35 kg.

Sees her ears are no longer hearing.

Sees her elder brother’s death.

Sees his father’s desperate with the handcuffs on his wrists.

But doesn’t see a shining day…

Little Azize's elder brother, before his death, and his mother.

Original date of article: January 9th, 2018