The death of Hashim Thaci's bodyguard, Ismail Syla's touching post

Ismail Syla, former adviser to Hashim Thaci, has dedicated a poem to Ilir Callapek, the bodyguard of the former president. Chalapeku, a former KLA fighter and former President Thaci's bodyguard, died Monday after a heart attack. On the occasion of his death, Syla dedicated a poem to the late KLA fighter. Complete mailing [...]
Ismail Syla, former adviser to Hashim Thaci, has dedicated a poem to Ilir Callapek, the bodyguard of the former president.
Chalapeku, a former KLA fighter and former President Thaci's bodyguard, died Monday after a heart attack.
On the occasion of his death, Syla dedicated a poem to the late KLA fighter.
Full mailing of Ismail Syla:
I was saddened by the news of Ilir Callapek's death
HOW DO TIIA FLEAAPCITION PLOTHERS THE HAPPINESS NLA, I LIR CALLAPECH
He's going to fight for Homeland freedom.
With a gun, a soul, a life and lots of dreams
Kill the mist, the darkness, the oil and the misery.
The path of His life helps lightning.
Staught in Early Childhood, Ag fall
The top of the target that moves the home quarters.
Shotguns in the Face of Serbian Wild Tank
He wraps it around a light dream weaver, and begins
All divisions of falling stars for freedom.
If killed at the pace of walking towards expected freedom
He would sow on his land as a metaphor in the epipe
But he survived, and from his window he gazed at spring.
And he always looks like a simple, wet man.
From autumn rain. Caught by Weapons
His body is renewed by the sweet sleep of a good dream.
It moves through millenniums and every step
Lives the grammar of Freedom on Earth and Heaven
Until the moment of separation of the soul from the body.
Wild apple juice refreshes the lemon - based body
It becomes valiant and when the water of springs and the streams leap
They barely satisfy the earth's eager thirst for freedom.
He's always like that. A Landscape
It becomes a shield, for a palace root of the country gives life,
For the smile of ten years of tribal grandchildren.
He walks with lonely pride toward unknown agg
The home landscape becomes the best weapon in the world
And like the air around your body, you feel your dream and your freedom.
Fundmars 2014












