They all defy their death (To Enis)

I watch his hands

hanging lifelessly

listen silent screams

leaving the mouth unconsciously.

I watch those brown stretchers

in which he spends his last hours.

I listen to the sound

and a whistle of a grenade sent for us.

I watch people carry him

unconsciously, easy;

they all defy their death

because they know it’s worth dying like that.

In my hands I hold his head

and feel the eerie warmth of blood

I do not hold well in the pain

Oh, God, why did he have to go ahead?

I watch his blue eyes

slowly losing their shine

I smell his blood’s scent

leading to the inevitable end.

And only now I know

how hard it is to watch

a friend die on your hands

in the darkness of the night

and you, hopeless and helpless,

cannot save his life.

Oh, why did this wind of war

take away a friend of our

and from Himzo a brother?