A woman who lit the way for centuries <br />Is ready to cry on the shore. <br />Anger on her cheeks, <br />Blood on her skirt, <br />Fallen off her waist <br />Her rainbow. <br /> <br />In a sunny clime <br />Skyscraper has closed its curtains. <br />A flag is fluttering <br />In a timeless tempest <br />That sweeps the Asian shores. <br /> <br />The tempest began <br />Even before the Books foretold; <br />Stars would fall <br />On a hopeless flag fold.<br /><br />Rıfat Ilgaz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/skyscrapers-4/
