“Roses”: A Poem by a Uyghur Activist

Flo Marks presents a poem by Uyghur activist Aziz Isa Elkun.

By Aziz Isa Elkun, Flo MarksJanuary 12, 2022

    “Roses”: A Poem by a Uyghur Activist

    The poem “Roses” is dedicated to the Uyghurs arrested and detained in the Chinese Communist Party’s 21st-century concentration camps in what is officially called the Xinjiang Uyghur Autonomous Region.

    Its author, Uyghur poet, writer, and academic Aziz Isa Elkun, grew up in Shahyar county, close to the Tarim river, and did not experience the freedom promised in the region’s colonial name.

    Now 51, he was first arrested for his activism as a 16-year-old schoolboy in 1986. His home was ransacked and his earliest journals taken away. He was released after two days, but his parents’ defense of young naivety was unlikely to save him from a prison sentence in the future.

    As the political climate worsened, with increasing government surveillance and censorship, it became clear that Aziz, as a young adult who favored freedom of expression and association, would keep getting into trouble.

    His commitment to these ideals was cemented when he took part in the student movement in Urumqi.

    The frequent investigations, the threats of imprisonment, and his unemployment drove him to flee the mainland, sending him first to Central Asia, in 1999, and then to Germany, before reaching the United Kingdom in 2001.

    The decision to become an active member of the diaspora was never free of consequences. Despite living in exile for more than 20 years, Aziz told Index he had never once “stopped worrying” about his friends and family, whom he left behind and who “remain at the whim of China’s primitive and feudal revenge system,” potentially being punished for his activist work abroad.

    In 2017, he learned that his sister and cousins had been imprisoned in the camps. He found the grave of his father, who died of natural causes, on Google Maps — but this was later demolished in a wave of cultural genocide.

    With communication cut off, he now has no way of knowing the fate of his mother. But he said: “I am a conscious and free human and British citizen. It’s my basic right to exercise freedom of expression and protest; it’s not up to China.”

    Having previously used only a typewriter, learning English and modern technology gave Aziz an unprecedented sense of freedom akin to being “reborn.” Yet it simultaneously brought awareness of the extent of censorship and false information surrounding the Uyghurs.

    Feeling it was his calling to debunk the pervasive myth that Uyghurs were a happy minority under the CCP, he has set up 10 websites and platforms and is the director of the Uyghur PEN Revitalization Project. Written in English and the all-too-rare Uyghur script, these projects aim to share reputable work and information to reach, connect, and promote the visibility of the diaspora. He seeks to improve the understanding of Uyghur identity, culture, history, and current travails as a vital act of resistance and solidarity.



    It’s a morning bright with sun

    Another new day has started

    I count, altogether twenty-two autumns

    And winters have passed in exile

    And I don’t know how many years remain

    Before I return to the place where I belong

    To the earth that my forefathers made home

    I can feel the sorrow in myself

    My soul shivers; it’s cold

    I inherited it all from my father

    Whenever the memory of the disappeared homeland

    Returns and occupies my mind

    It inspires me to be human with dignity

    Able to call for the survival of a lost nation

    Able to appeal for mercy and love

    From the world

    Again and again

    The place where I was born

    Has turned into a heap of ghostly relics

    It only exists amongst the non-existence

    In this world full of selfishness.

    I am sitting in a garden chair

    Trying to enjoy the warm sun for a minute

    But it is quickly covered by the rushing clouds

    A steaming cup of coffee evaporates my gloom

    I am still struggling to feel myself

    Believing that better days will come after tomorrow.

    One day life will smile on us

    Even on the man who writes these lines

    Although he lost everything

    Traveling on the road of no return

    And lived a second life

    He is still a hostage to that place

    He lives with constant fear

    The monster has left countless stains

    It has pierced me with needles

    But still I call for justice for those

    Who have suffered more

    But my spirit is still fighting

    My hope is still alive

    Each time I find new courage

    It brings the joy of a smile

    Although it’s autumn

    My garden leaves are still green

    The first rose I planted three years ago

    To mark my father’s destroyed grave

    The second rose I planted

    On Mother’s Day last year

    The third rose I planted for the unknown Uyghurs

    Who survive inside the camps

    My roses are blossoming with hope

    Singing a song of freedom

    Without waiting for the spring

    They remind us

    How beautiful it is to be alive

    To live in peace in our beautiful world.


    Aziz Isa Elkun is a Uyghur poet, writer, academic, and activist. He grew up in Shahyar county, close to the Tarim river and is now living in exile in the United Kingdom.

    Flo Marks is a researcher at Index on Censorship and a Students for Uyghurs Ambassador at the University of Exeter.


    This poem first appeared in Index on Censorship’s winter 2021 edition. To read more about Index and the magazine click here.

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    Aziz Isa Elkun is a Uyghur poet, writer, academic, and activist. He grew up in Shahyar county, close to the Tarim river and is now living in exile in the United Kingdom.

    Flo Marks is a researcher at Index on Censorship and a Students for Uyghurs Ambassador at the University of Exeter.


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