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Ottoman Empire was collapsed, After Turkey was created in Ottomanland. State is secular but people are sunni Muslim. So, People live under pressure every time.

A lot of Awliya, Ulema and Imam was killed in gallows. Others was exiled.

While this state...
Necip Fazıl (Student of Shaykh Abdulhakim Arvasi) was created Buyuk Dogu magazine, He wrote brave text.
His text and books was spread in Muslim youth.

Muslim people are remember Quran. And Voices rose.

Now, Muslim people is rule but in secular frame.

Necip Fazıl want uncompromising state. He want only Shariat of İslam. And he educate much studens.
His students are manage the Turkey.

The most populer poem of Necip Fazıl


The Legend of Sakarya

Now man flows along in twisting rivers just like water;
Here you see me flowing, and over there, Sakarya.
Step by step, water descends the slopes;
As for me, my fate is to thirst on the hillside.
Everything flows- water, history, stars, men, ideas-
And it flows in pairs: one half contains light, the other dirt
Caught up in the stream are clusters of beings, great and small;
Look at the cloud emerging, out of spite for the falling water!
But Sakarya is different; does it flow uphill?
A leaden burden is mounted on its foaming back,
As it struggles wildly to tear open the slope
Sakarya, who said a river cannot be driven into water?
Should God wish, water can be folded and twisted
And Turkish history is being fastened on the back of the Sakarya
Alas, Sakarya, is it to you this burden has fallen?
This cause is humble, this cause is an orphan, this cause is great!
How heavy a trial rests on your head, Sakarya!
How can a canary carry a thousand-headed eagle?
I used to think that man was the porter for the sacred load;
A porter that might never hope for rank or money,
But only a bitter mouthful of soup spiced with poison;
And separation, from mother, homeland and friend.
Now beat yourself in repentance, Sakarya, it’s what the time requires
A time when all old suns have fled to the Milky Way
Where is Yunus Emre, who used to wander on your banks
Where the army that scattered shining domes in your wake?
Where are your brothers, the valiant Nile, the green Danube?
When will the illustrious horseman return to his home?
Does the Takbir still resound in the pulse of the bullets?
Does the crazed wind still catch that echo: “God is One”?
All of these lie within you, these tangled riddles;
Sakarya, nights have poured pitch on our lamps.
Boil without cease, Sakarya, like a troubled conscience;
You are a stranger in your home, a pariah in your land!
Man is made up of a few drops of blood, the river of a few drops of water
It has collided with life and lies in ambush for it..
The mortal lie has come, immortal truth departed;
Who will revive you now, you living corpses?
If they cross the mountains of Qaf, all they’ll find is a hair;
Your question to this demon will leave you with no brain.
Sakarya, pure offspring of innocent Anatolia,
You and I alone have remained folly with love for God’s path!
You and I together are from dough watered with tears;
Let them look at our complexion, we are made of blood and of mud
Fate has kneaded us in the claw of the scorpion;
Make no mistake, the world has always been thus, will always be so!
My bed is my shroud, your pool is, your coffin;
Twist on, while I go, with the Last Prophet as my guide!
The path is his, being is his, all else is drudgery
You have crawled too long on your face; on your feet, Sakarya!

Translator: Hamit Algar

Note: The Sakarya is the major river of Anatolia.
Obtained from 22 AL-BAYAN, DHU’L-QADA 1397
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