apologia

no steed silvered for saddle I’ve

nor legacy to me

land nor wealth

a honeypot I’ve got

a honeypot

red-hot!

it’s my all my honey is

I keep

my land my wealth

that is to say my honeypot

from every sort of vermin

oh just you wait

with this to me

a pot of honey

there will be bees

from Timbuktu...

Nazim Hikmet
tr. after Konuk & Blasing