“Oho, WTF”
Even the Assyrian
from the old stone streets of Mardin
carries Kurdish echoes
in the CheckFit maze.
Kurd Iraq.
Kurd USSR.
Kurd Sorani.
Kurmanji Turkey.
They're all in there
like faded ink on a passport
he never applied for.
And me?
I scroll through my truth,
line by line,
test by test —
while still explaining
why I feel Kurdish
in the spaces your labels forgot.
This chart,
this absurd list of “Oracles,”
tries to split what history braided.
Assyrian. Kurdish. Samtckhe Georgian.
One breath apart.
So I say it again:
Oho. WTF.
Because even the machine knows
what the world tries to deny.