The Bottle - Souvenir of Hasankeyf

[Anthea]

The Bottle - Souvenir of Hasankeyf

I packed up my camera, off I go
To Hasankeyf, my friends to show
The problems there, I did not know

Where the city once did lie
A mass of water, I did spy
I fell to the ground and started to cry

My camera now, no good to me
For there is nothing left to see
I asked myself, how can this be

Who would destroy such a wondrous place
12,000 years of history laid waste
In my mouth a terrible sick taste

I looked in vain for a souvenir stand
All I have now, held tightly in hand
Bottled lake water from that once beautiful land