Atatürk
The death-toll rose
From ten to forty-one
Was there a plan
In the attack that
Foreign blood would
Mix with that of
Home
Insane strategy
To kill those first who
Are not involved
The cheat of
Terrorists whose
Cowardice will not
Face military forces
This aim makes a
Target out of me, and
Certainly I can get
Scared;
I must hope that
Death by misdirected
Amateurs will not
Find me today
And grieve with those
Slain in anonymity,
Because the killers
Don’t care
Who we are
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