Abraham Lincoln Lincoln’s Letter to his Son’s Teacher
He will have to learn, I know,
that all men are not just,
all men are not true.
But teach him also that
for every scoundrel there is a hero;
that for every selfish Politician,
there is a dedicated leader…
Teach him for every enemy there is a friend,
Steer him away from envy,
if you can, teach
him the secret of quiet laughter.
if you can, teach
him the secret of quiet laughter.
Let him learn early that
the bullies are the easiest to lick…
Teach him, if you can,
the wonder of books…
But also give him quiet time
to ponder the eternal mystery of birds in the sky,
bees in the sun,
and the flowers on a green hillside.
In the school teach him
it is far honourable to fail than to cheat…
Teach him to have faith
in his own ideas,
even if everyone tells him
they are wrong…
Teach him to be gentle
with gentle people,
and tough with the tough.
Try to give my son
the strength not to follow the crowd
when everyone is getting on the band wagon…
Teach him to listen to all men…
but teach him also to filter
all he hears on a screen of truth,
and take only the good
that comes through.
Teach him if you can,
how to laugh when he is sad…
Teach him there is no shame in tears,
Teach him to scoff at cynics
and to beware of too much sweetness…
Teach him to sell his brawn
and brain to the highest bidders
but never to put a price-tag
on his heart and soul.
Teach him to close his ears
to a howling mob
and to stand and fight
if he thinks he’s right.
Treat him gently,
but do not cuddle him,
because only the test
of fire makes fine steel.
Let him have the courage
to be impatient…
let him have the patience to be brave.
Teach him always
to have sublime faith in himself,
because then he will have
sublime faith in mankind.
This is a big order,
but see what you can do…
He is such a fine little fellow,
my son!
Abraham Lincoln
Pink Floyd
High Hopes
Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut
There was a ragged band that followed our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The nights of wonder
Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by force of some inner tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world
Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Though down this road we've been so many times
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist growing
The water flowing
The endless river
Forever and ever
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut
There was a ragged band that followed our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The nights of wonder
Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by force of some inner tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world
Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Though down this road we've been so many times
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist growing
The water flowing
The endless river
Forever and ever
Yaşadığımız yerin ufkunun ötesinde gençtikbir dünyanın, mıknatıs ve sihirlerin ...
Düşüncelerimiz serserice yolunu yitirdi kararlı
(serserisiz başıboş dolaştı, gene kararlı)
sınırdan yoksun ...
Pay edip bölme çanının çınlayışı (önceden) başlamıştı
Uzun Yol boyu Ve o sebep patikasından doğru aşağı,
onlar hala buluşurlar mı orada Kesik tarafınca.
Orada paçavraca bir topluluk, bir grup ahali vardı
adımlarımızı takibeden,
zamanın rüyalarımızı uzağa çalmasından önce koşan ...
Sayısız küçük yaratıkları bırakan;
bağlamayı deniyor bizi temele,
ağır bir çürüme tarafından tüketilmiş bir hayata ...
Çim, daha yeşil ...
Işık daha parlak,arkadaşlar ile, çevrili.
Şaşkınlık ki merakın geceleri.
Bakıyorken ötesinde korun, közün,
ki köprülerinde sıcaklık verenin, arkamızdan;
.. ne kadar yeşil olduğuna dair öte yanda, anlık bir görmeye ...
Takınılan adımlar, ileride Fakat uyurgezerlik geri geldi;
çekilip sürüklenen, gücü`nde, daha iç bazı akınlarında .
Denizden daha yüksekçe bir mevkide ki bir bayrakla şemsiyelenen,
başdöndürücü yüksekliklere eriştik biz
dünyanın düş görülerinin ...
Arzu ve hırs ile
ayakbağı olan sonsuza dek
Hala bir açlık var tatmin edilememiş
Yorgun gözlerimiz hala başıboş, yolunu yitirebiliyor ufka doğru,
bu yolun diplerine çok seferler vurmuş olmamıza rağmen ...
Çim daha yeşil ...
Işık daha parlak,
( arkadaşlarımızla çevrilmiş...
'şaşırtmacanın merakında' geceleri
ya da merakı için sürpriz gelişlerin ...)
tatmak daha tatlı
geceleri merakın
arkadaşlarımızla çevrili
Şafak sisi, parlak, ateş ve çaba
ve akan su
bitişsiz bir nehir..
sonsuza ve sonsuza dek ...
Derleyen: Ayhan Görür
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