TARİHİNİ UNUTMA!!.....Tarihini unutma,tarih tekerrür eder, Bilmeyen tarihini,ayak altında heder, Bizlerde bir zamanlar,nasıl büyük Devlettik, Nam saldık Avrupaya,Türk en büyük dedirttik. Baştaydı Abdulhamid,ne güzeldi idare, Otuzüç yıl güzelce,mutlu halk askeriyle, Geldi İttihatçılar,yağma oldu vatanım, Selanikten geldiler,yok oldu Saltanatım. Saldırdı yedi düvel,yıktılar Hılafeti, Gelen yeni adamlar,sattılar memleketi, Bitirdiler on yılda,yalan oldu üç kıta, Cennetmekanım gidip,dönmeler geçti başa. Esti yalan rüzgarı,devrimlerle el ele, Direndi Anadolu,cellatlar ip elinde, Ecdad sürgüne gitti,hepsi çok çekti çile, Utanmadan Ermeni,hain dedi ceddime. Yasaktı Kuran namaz,ses çıkaran sehpada, Devrim kanunu çıktı,giymeyenler cellada, Kovaladı yıl yılı,millet buna direndi, Zulm durmadı asla ,darbe peşpeşe geldi. Kapandı Ayasofya,küfür azdı ülkemde, Rum Ermeni azınlık,serbest ona kilise, Müslümana baskılar,hem Kur’ana İslama, Ezan okudu diye,can verdiler sehpada. Herkes korktu kaçtı,dedi ahirzamandır, Bekledi İsrafili,gelen yaman adamdır, Kitapları yaktılar,okudular gizlide, Kalmadı ortalıkta,ne alim ne talebe. Kalmadı haya namus,ortalıkta fahişe, İnsanlar seller gibi,koşuyordu ateşe, Sokağa çıktı kızlar,ar damarı yırtıldı, Öksüz artık müslüman,bir sahibi kalmadı. Soktular memlekete,dans bira ve baleyi, Yeşilay yardım diye,teşvik etti milleti, Rakı içmeyen eşek,ezan okuyan geri, Kuran okuyan cahil,kıçı açan medeni!! Yunan Kralı geldi,birkaç sene geçmeden, İngiliz hakim artık,tek bir mermi sıkmadan, Her yanda kuruldu,işret dolu sofralar, Yahudiye aktı hep,sarı altın paralar. Kuran mı oda ne!Nasıl okuyacaksın, Arapça Kuran oku,ipi boylayacaksın, Yasaktı tüm matbuat,Kuran saklandı yere, Gizlide okuyanlar,çekti hayli işkence. Lozan’a gitti heyet,birkaç tomar kağıtla, Lord Curzon gelmişti,ondört dolu katırla, Heyet gelmedi diye,bekledi iki hafta, Lozan mesirelik yer,gezdi tatil boyunca. Lord Curzon çok uyanık,Musul sonraya kaldı, Lozanda İsmet Paşa,yorgun havayı aldı, Telgraf Alman üstünden,çok idi de dinleyen, On iki ada Musul,bırakılmıştı hepten. Yaygara zafer deyü,kutlanmıştı yıllarca, Kalmadı Türk tapusu,satılmıştı Bulgar’a, Başlara bela oldu,bu İsmet’in yaptığı, Dökülmüştü meydana,dönme zabit artığı. Durmadı yılmadılar,okuttular gizlice, Camide olmaz ise,dağbaşında köşede, Trenlerde yollarda,okuttu Yüce Kur’an, Bir tek yardım eden yok,tek başına o Sultan. Esti İslam rüzgarı,yeni gelen seçimde, Okundu artık Kur’an,alenice camide, Açtı Kur’an Kursları,milletin ruhu doydu, Mübarekler durmadı,ceddim rahmete doydu. Küfrün kırıldı beli,bir halkayı bıraktı, Cihat etti müslüman,ahrete azık aldı, Uyandı müslümanlar,geldi hemen gayrete, Hocası talebesi,çalıştılar hizmete. Küfür süremez asla,neticede Hak Kuran, Firavun Nemrut var mı,hani Karun’la Haman!! Onların yerlerinde otluyor bak merkepler, Mevlana’ya Konya’da,tazim eder gelenler. Bin yıl sürecek dedi,dört senede bittiler, Dört senede milleti nasıl da inlettiler, Silivride kodeste,verdiler hesabını, Ahrette Allahıma,verirler cevabını. Yirmi sekiz şubatlar,yahudinin tuzağı, Oyuncaktı o günde,Müslim ile Kalkancı, Şimdilerde eser yok,o meşum kara günden, Unuttuk onu artık,dertler çoğaldı birden. Doğumuzda tehlike,ateşler yaktı bizi, Askerim şehit olur,teröristin hendeği, Yeter artık uyuma,Vatanım tehlikede, Bölmek istiyor bizi,hem Avrupa hemde ABD. 20.02.2016//KIRIKKALE HİDAYET DOĞAN ...................................................................... DO NOT FORGET YOUR DATE !! ..... Don’t forget your date, history repeats itself Who does not know his history, passes underfoot, Once upon a time, what a great State we were, We made a name for Europe, and we called it the greatest. Abdulhamid was at the head, how beautiful the administration was, Thirty-three years well, happy folk soldier, The Unionists came, my homeland was plundered, They came from Thessaloniki, my sultanate disappeared. Seven heifers attacked, they destroyed the Caliphate, New men who came, sold their hometown, They finished it in ten years, three continents were a lie, My paradise went, turns passed. The wind of lies blew hand in hand with revolutions, Anatolia resisted, executioners in hand, Ancestors went into exile, they all suffered a lot, He said to my hesitation, Armenian, traitor without shame. Quran prayer was forbidden, on the coffee table that made noise, Revolution law came out, those who don’t wear are in cella, Chased year by year, folks resisted it, The persecution never stopped, the coup came one after another. Hagia Sophia closed, swearing was less in my country, Greek Armenian minority, free church to him, Pressure on Muslims, both Islam and the Qur’an, Because he recited the call to prayer, they died on the coffee table. Everybody got scared and ran away, he said the end of time, Was Israfili waited, coming is the fierce man, They burned the books, they read them in secret, There is no more, neither scholar nor student. There is no life left, a prostitute around, People were running like floods to the fire, Girls went out on the street, their blood was torn, The orphans are now Muslim, they have no owner left. They struck the country, dance beer and ballet, The Green Crescent encouraged the people, Donkey that does not drink raki, reciting adhan back, The ignorant who read the Quran, the civilized who open the ass !! The Greek King came, not a few years passed, The English judge is now, without firing a single bullet, It was set everywhere, tables full of scent, Yellow gold coins always flowed into Judea. Quran or what is the room! How will you read it? Read the Arabic Quran, you will be drawn on the rope, All printing was forbidden, the Quran was hidden somewhere, Those who read in secret suffered a lot of torture. The delegation went to Lausanne with a few rolls of paper, Lord Curzon had come, with fourteen full mules, He waited for two weeks because the delegation did not come, Lausanne promenade, toured during the holidays. Lord Curzon is awake, Mosul is long gone, Ismet Pasha in Lausanne took the tired air, The telegraph was over the German, who listened a lot, The twelve islands of Mosul were abandoned altogether. The fuss of victory was celebrated for years, There was no Turkish title deed left, it was sold to Bulgaria, It was trouble for them, what Ismet did, It was spilled, the residue of the rotation officer. They did not stop, they did not give up, they had it read secretly, If not in the mosque, on the mountainside, On the roads on the trains, the Almighty Quran taught him, There is no one to help, he alone is the Sultan. The wind of Islam blew in the new election, The Quran is read now, publicly in the mosque, The Quran Courses opened, the soul of the nation was full, The blessed people did not stop, my heart was full of mercy. Your curse broke your waist, left a ring, A Muslim jihad, he took food in the afterlife, Muslims awoke, came immediately to effort, His teacher, his student, they worked for the service. He can never swear, after all, the Truth Quran, Is there Pharaoh Nemrut, you know Karun and Haman !! Look donkeys grazing in their places, Those who come to Mevlana in Konya, condolence. He said it would take a thousand years, they were over in four years, How they made the nation groan in four years, Silivride is in jail, they gave their account, In the Hereafter, to my God, they answer. Twenty-eight February, the trap of the Jew, It was a toy on that day, Muslim and Kalkancı, There is no trace now, from that ominous black day, We forgot him now, the troubles increased suddenly. Danger in our east, the fires lit us up My soldier is martyred, the moat of the terrorist, Enough to sleep, my homeland is in danger, It wants to divide us, both Europe and the USA. 20.02.2016 // KIRIKKALE HİDAYET DOĞAN |
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