ERKEK EVLAT....

Olmuyordu çocuðu,uzun yýllardan beri,
Hastanede yýllarca,neler neler denedi,
Verdi onbeþ yýl sonra,Mevlam çocuk onlara,
Sevindiler günlerce,sevdiler doya doya.



Oldu bir iki derken,tam altýydý kýzlarý,
Evlat deðil sanki kýz,yüreði çok sýzlardý,
Ne olacak mallarým,kim bakacak ilerde,
Olur bir þey miydi bu,konu komþu ne derde?



Çok istedi Allahtan,sallandý Arþ-u Ala,
Kulum sen sabret diye,karþýlýk verdi Mevla,
Yok illa da olacak,erkek isterim illa,
Bunu diyen sen misin,verdi evladý ona.



Tercih etti kýzlara,oðlum caným diyerek,
Ayýrt etti evladý,tüm serveti vererek,
Kim bilir ki ne olur,bilinmez ki ilerde,
On tane oðlun olur,koymaz biri evine.



Oldu hayýrsýz çocuk,bulunmazdý böylesi,
Terbiyemi o da ne!Edepsizin kendisi,
Kan kusturdu çevreye,yaktý yýktý köyleri,
Herkes beddua eder,Rabbim sen kýr belini!



Oldu bir zalim Aða, çýkmýþtý insanlýktan,
Gören insanlar derdi-Biraz Allahtan utan!
Yaþlanmýþtý babasý,sözü geçmezdi ona,
Baþladý bedduaya-Rabbim onu yaþatma!



Neden Rabbim diyordu,yanlýþým nerde oldu?
Senden istedim evlat,layýk gördün sen bunu,
Geçmemiþti aradan,bela verdi Yaradan,
Ýbret oldu civara,ders aldý manzaradan.



Ýstemeli Allahtan,her iþte hayýrlýyý,
Erkek olsun kýz olsun,ayýrt kayýrt olur mu?
Kim götürmüþ dünyadan,bir gram dünyalýðý,
Yakýþan müminlere,istemek hayýrlýyý.

10.05.2015//KIRIKKALE
HÝDAYET DOÐAN

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SON....

She hadn’t had her child for many years
What and what he tried for years in the hospital,
Fifteen years later Mawam gave them the child,
They were happy for days, they loved to the fullest.

When they said it was one or two, their daughters were six,
Not a son, it was like a girl, his heart was aching,
What will my goods be, who will look ahead,
Would that be okay, what about the neighbor?

He sought God, the Arsh-u Ala shook,
Mawla answered, saying, `` Be patient, my servant.
No, it will be, I want a man,
Is it you who said that? His son gave it to him.

He preferred the girls, saying my son dear,
He distinguished his son, giving all his wealth,
Who knows what happens, it is not known that in the future,
You will have ten sons, someone will not put them in their house.

It happened, the child with no good, he would not be found like this,
What is that my decency!
He made blood vomit, burned down villages,
Everyone curse, my Lord, break your waist!

He became a cruel Agha, out of humanity,
People who saw it would say-A little bit ashamed of God!
His father was old, he had no word on him,
The curse has begun- My Lord, do not live it!

Why was he saying my Lord, where did I go wrong?
I asked you son, you deemed it worthy,
It was not past, the Creator caused trouble,
It became a warning to the surrounding area, he learned from the landscape.

He should ask for the good in all things,
Whether it is a boy or a girl, is it possible to discriminate?
Who took away a gram of earth from the world,
To the believers who deserve it, to want the best.

10.05.2015 // KIRIKKALE
HÝDAYET DOÐAN

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