HALİT KARDEŞİME:
Geredeli yiğit, soyu asildir
Vakıfta sessizce hizmet ederiz
Karizma boyundan, özü nesildir
Vakıfta sessizce hizmet ederiz
Kırıkçı Halit’ten gelir bu damar
Rahime anadan şefkatle doğar
Asalet soyunda kök salıp durar
Yiğitlik obadan gönlüne yağar
Gerkav çatısında gizli bir nefer
Ziya başkan ile olmuştur sefer
Yönetim elinde yoğrulmuş bu er
Edep ile büyür, susar hep keder
Samimiyet ile açmış bir çiçek
İyilik iklimi ona tek gerçek
Şikâyet etmeden yürür bu direk
Her yükü sırtlanır, eğilmez tek
Misafir gelince yüzü hep güler
Öğrenci görünce kalbiyle böler
Dergi reklamını sabırla işler
Nazı da çeker o, kimseye sormaz
Kapris yüklenir de yine susar
Dağıtır dergiyi sessizce durur
Bir “sağ ol” duymadan yoluna varır
Hakk’a havale edip kalbini yorar
Balık bilmez ise Hâlık bilendir
Gizliyi, açığı yazan bilendir
Kim görmez bilmezse Rabbim görendir
Sevabı deftere nakşolunandır
Dua ile yürür doğru yolunda
Sağlık, sıhhat olsun daim kolunda
Çağlın der: Halit’im, kal hep doğruca
Rabbim yar ve yardımcın olsun yolunda
TO MY BROTHER HALIT:
A brave man from Gerede, of noble lineage
We serve silently in the foundation
Charisma from his stature, essence from his ancestry
We serve silently in the foundation
This lineage comes from Kırıkçı Halit
Born with compassion from Mother Rahime
Nobility takes root in his lineage
Bravery rains down from the tribe into his heart
A hidden soldier under the Gerkav roof
He has been on a campaign with President Ziya
This man has been molded in the hands of the administration
He grows with manners, always silent in sorrow
A flower that has bloomed with sincerity
The climate of goodness is his only reality
This pillar walks without complaining
He carries every burden, never bends
His face always smiles when guests arrive
He shares his heart when he sees students
He patiently works on magazine advertisements
He also endures whims, without asking anyone
He takes on caprices but still remains silent
He distributes the magazine silently
A "right" He goes on his way without hearing "be"
He entrusts his heart to God and tires himself out
If the fish doesn't know, the Creator knows
He who writes the hidden and the manifest knows
If anyone doesn't see or know, my Lord sees
He whose reward is inscribed in the book
He walks on the right path with prayer
May health and well-being always be with him
Çağlın says: My Halit, always stay on the right path
May my Lord be your helper and supporter on your way
Kayıt Tarihi : 27.03.2026 11:15:00
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