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Ziya Osman Saba



I accept the life for which I came into the world.

I accept my white hands and the tint my eyes;

Man and woman, married or bachelor or widowed;

Above ground I accept  rojing around

And death and decay in the ground

I accept all forms of life:

The face that frowns and the tongue that is angry,

I accept the miserable and the hungry.

Chattel to men

And serf to God.

Continents and oceans, domeful of skies:

I accept I accept I accept.

(Translated by Talat Sait Halman, 101Poems by 101Poets An Anthology of Turkish Poetry)