My God Is Black. Hıdır Eren Çelik

upon a time there was a man

      he lived in a village

      lying on a high mountain

      there he dreamt of a big city

      which he never saw in his life

      Once upon a time there was a man

      He could neither read nor write

      and one day he heard of a wonderland

      he dreamt of Germany

      Once upon a time there was a man

      who received a letter from an office

      there was written

      >>Congratulations

      You got a job in a foreign country<<

      Once upon a time there was a man

      he sought his fortune in Germany

      he began working as a brick-layer

      and jumped over a wall

      fell into a destroyed factory

      and rebuilt it

      he always told his colleagues

      this is my

      my factory …

      He worked day and night

      There were no weekends

      He went home just to sleep

      And so he lived in a dream

      God´s gift

      a room with four fellow countrymen

      where he felt, as though he was in a paradise

      he dreamt day and night

      of his job in the factory …