Benim de bir babam vardı yaşlıydı,
Gözden yaş akıtıp namaz kılardı,
Gece gündüz Rabbimin yolundaydı,
Acılara göğüs gererdi Babam.



Evlatlar öldü acılar yıllarca,
Fakirdi koşardı durmaz yollarda,
Kahırdı dünyası gülmedi burda,
Acılara göğüs gererdi Babam.



Oğlum kızım derdi, sevdi bizleri,
Mektebe gönderip, okuttu beni,
Nasıl ödeyeyim yerdim pideni,,
Acılara göğüs gererdi Babam.



Hastalık bırakmadı yakasını,
Şikayet etmedi hep çabaladı,
Kolay mıydı altı evlat babası,
Acılara göğüs gererdi Babam.


Derdini devamlı atmış içine,
Hoş söyleseydi ya faydası kime,
Melhem çalar desen çalmaz nafile,
Acılara göğüs gererdi Babam.

26.02.2021//KIRIKKALE
HİDAYET DOĞAN OSMANOĞLU


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MY HURTED FATHER ..


I had a father too, he was old,
He would shed tears and pray,
He was in the way of my Lord day and night,
My father would endure the pain.

Children died and pains for years,
He was poor, he would run on the roads as soon as possible,
The world of despair did not laugh here,
My father would endure the pain.

My son used to say my daughter, he loved us,
He sent me to the school and made me read,
How can I pay? I would eat your pita,
My father would endure the pain.

Disease did not leave its collar,
He did not complain, he always tried,
Was it easy with six sons and daughters?
My father would endure the pain.

He always threw his troubles into him,
What if he said nice to whom,
The balm does not steal the pattern, in vain,
My father would endure the pain.

26.02.2021 // KIRIKKALE
HİDAYET DOĞAN