westAfrica
I went crying.
If life is so easy why am I not an African
What separates me from you?
I ate whatever was on the plate in your hands
I didn't drink, I gave the water to him first
I walked the streets of Onne without fear
Black man's soul, I shouted
Black inside, white outside.
Looked into my eyes
You are my bro
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Mehmet Haldun TOKAY
Captain Haldun was born and raised in Ortaköy, a small district located at the western shores of Bosporus in Istanbul. He has been in the marine life for over 40 years. He joined the Navy then he worked as a captain on merchant ships and held other duties such as cruise ship agency manager and a ship supplier in this field. He has been lecturing in Piri Reis University, Maritime Faculty since 2015.
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