Kendi Hatandan Korun
Köyde bir Hasan vardı, bizce çok iyiydi, çok iyi
Bir Hasan daha vardı, ona herkes derdi çok kötü
Boklu dere geçerdi kenardan, suyu berrak bir su
Dağdan tepeden oluk gibi denize dökülürdü
İnsan aynen bu dereye benzer tabi, biyol insan
Ha öyle ha böyle, şarıl şurul bak nerede ise
Geçtiği taştan topraktan alır kendi nasibini
Kışları donar, baharda çağlar, böyledir iklimde
Her şeyde her yerde aynen bir gün batar biri doğar
Dünyada değişmeyen nesne vatandır derler, vatan
Ödenmez hiç bir zaman o güzel yurdun sahi borcu
Geçiverir nesilden nesile, adamdan adama
Methiyesi terbiyesine uygundur, bana göre
Kainatta ve doğada bu değişmeyen değişir
Issızca, sessizce, tenhada, hep çalınır havası
Gökleri, denizleri, çamuru bile bambaşkadır
Köylerimizden yükselir her can ateşi doruğa
Buhar gibi erir tekrar yükselir bu memleketler
Hatırı vardır güzelliğin vatanlar arasında
Bil ki az iyi pek kötüdür yabani medeniyetler
Yakarlar, yıkarlar, kınarlar şemsini bile bile
Rehberleri var, puşt fahişe rekabette birebir
Hem bilmez hem görmezler hiç kendilerinde hiçbir hata
Aralarında ise, vicdanlısı nadir bulunur
Kısır kalmıştır, köşede konuşur kendi kendine
Milletler ve devletler öter de durur dengine has
Komşular yeltenir, yüklenir dövülene, övünülen
Kahpe kıskan yelpaze gibidir yalaka ihtara
Bu bana, bu da bana, ama yoktur sana hiç layık
Sağduyu elindedir ya, ehli beceriklilerin
Amma, pek geri kalmamalı ruhlarının utkusu
Ya rahmettir ya vahşettir, ülküde küsur’u milli
Bulmalıdır bulmalıdır bütün bu tür hataları
Evvela hepsini aramaktır caziben kendinde
Deniz nehri, nehir denizi eder ya, her gün ıslah
İnsanın gayesi de, insanı rahat ettirmektir
Keza, yanlışlıklar tekrarlanmamalıdır her hatta
Şifasını bulamadıysan, o zaman hadi sakla
Böyle bir erdem vişnesi, her an dosttur dostlara
Yerde ve gökte himayen varsa, dağıt sevincini
Yaradan, peygamber, evliya ve ümmetin el verir
Ne var ne yok koyacaksın hepsini ortaya, zira
Kimi özenir, bekler bir şeyler hiç beklenmeyenden
Amma, ne kadar da güzeldir hiçten imana gelen
Hayatta insan olmalıdır sebep cefaya vefa!
Kıymetin artar, sevgin yükselir, eksik olmaz saygı
Artık her yerde her şeyde bu dava itibarlıdır
Yüz aksa, kalp toksa, cep boş kalmış olsa nedir rıza?
Denklemlere ahenkli güzide denklemler eklersen
Bakacaksın hep nerededir problemler ailede
Bakacaksın hep nasıldır işbu problemler mevkide
Bakacaksın hep nedendir böyle problemler makamda
Anlayacaksın nedir derdi dermanı yaşlanmanın
Göreceksin inşallah sende bütün hatalarını
Toplanır, azalır, yine toplanırlar birden hepsi
Say bakalım, say bakalım, iyi kötü deva, bir bir
Bu dünya kim kime tım tıma mıdır - her bir kişiye?
Eyvahlar olsun öyleyse, öğretiye kim rastlarsa!
Hayatta en önemli koşul zaten dikkattir, dikkat
Bilinir ki bu şart her an ister bizden muhafaza
Muamma serin ve şakir muameleler görmezse
Durumun durumuna artık durulmaz dayanılmaz
Çakılır önümüze deccal ve hamle’i ucube
Allah korusun! Yine, cavcav Hasanlar yaratılır!
- İngilizce / English -
Protect Yourself
From Your Own Faults
There was a man named Hass in our village,
we thought he was a good guy.
There was another Hass,
everyone used to say that he was bad.
So called 'Shitty Creek'
crossed the edge of our town,
but its water was crystal clear!
It poured into the sea like the falls,
originating from the mountains and the hills.
A human is just like that Creek, poor man.
Going this-a-way and that-a-way,
he is there where he is found.
The Creek gets its share from the stones
and the soil it passes through.
It freezes in Winter, ages in Spring,
this is the way it is in its own climate:
In everything, everywhere,
just like a day that goes down, another sun is born.
They say the unchanging object in the world
is one's homeland.
The real debt to that beautiful country will never be repaid.
It passes from generation to generation, from man to man:
Its eulogy suits its decency.
In the universe and in nature, this unchanging rule changes.
Lonely, silently, secluded, the air is always played.
Even the skies, seas and mud are different.
Every life rises from our villages
to the peaks of light above:
although some countries evaporate in the air,
others rise up again and again in time:
there is a long memory for such beauty
among all the homelands in the world.
We know that less good
is more bad for wild civilizations:
they burn and get washed up
when they condemn the light of knowledge.
They got guides as adulterers,
as they pretend to a one on one competition in society.
They don't know and they don't see any fault in themselves.
Among them, the conscientious are rare.
He's barren, talking to himself in some dark alley or a street corner.
Nations and states?
Some keep on building while the others stand still.
Neighbors boast about the victors of the defeated.
The Bitch of History is a jealous fan,
flattering with warnings.
"This one is for me and that one is for me:
Oh, but there is none worthy of you!"
Says she!
If Common Sense is in the hands of the people of skill,
the victory of our souls should not be far behind.
It is either a mercy or a brutality,
for the ideal is oddly national.
We should find all such errors.
First of all, your charm must seek them all.
The sea is the river,
the river is the sea,
every day gets corrected:
The purpose of humankind
is to make all people comfortable throughout their life.
Likewise, mistakes should not be repeated.
If you can't find a cure,
but know the illness,
then let it stay hidden.
Such a cherry of virtue
is always a friend to friends.
If you have protection on earth and in the sky,
spread your joy.
The Creator,
the Prophet,
the Saints,
and the Human Community,
put it all out there;
because one who cares,
expects what is unexpected.
But, how beautiful is the one
who starts from nothing, and none!
A man must be a reason for mercy, not for suffering!
Thusly, your value will increase;
your love will rise,
there will be no lack of respect.
Now, everywhere and in everything,
that is reputable!
What is consent if your face is torn up with shame,
your heart is full, but your pockets are empty?
If you add harmonious
eminent equations to the equations,
You will always see
where the problems are in your family.
You will always see how
these problems arrived there in the first place.
You will always see why
such problems are due
in part or as a whole to positions of power.
You will understand what is a cure for aging,
and
I hope you will see all your mistakes.
They add up, they decrease,
they come together again all at once!
Count and keep counting,
the good and the bad,
but cure them each, one by one:
Is this world condemned
to self-interest that is in everyone?
Woe then, whoever stumbles upon this teaching!
The most important condition in life is attention.
It is known that this condition
requires protection from us at all times.
If the enigma is not treated
calmly and with due respect,
the state of affairs of the state
can no longer be stopped from self-destruction:
this would be unbearable!
The antichrist will then come
and confront and confound
all of us with his freaky moves.
May God have mercy on us!
For once again,
the Bad Hass would rise
and rule our human village!
© 2013 - Tacettin Fidan