Amerikali sair Frederic Ogden Nash’in olum yildonumu (19 Mayis 1971)
Bankalari ovmek icin yazildi bu siir.
Para sikirtisi neymis gor, hele bir bankadan iceri gir!
Bir de garip bir ses duyacaksin, ne kadin sesi o, ne su siriltisi,
Bilirim, duymuslugun yok, o, binlik banknotlarin hisirtisi.
Mermer konaklarda otururmus bankerler, haklari,
Bosuna mi yillar yili ‘Milli Kalkinma’ diye bagirip cagirdiklari!
Asil, bir usulleri var, ona borclular her seyi, o bir bozulmaya
gorsun, bankalarin isi bitti:
Kisacasi, paraya muhtac olanlardan gayrisina acilir kredi.
Sizi bilmez miyim hic, anli sanli bankerler, nasil da kili kirk yararsiniz!
Siz, ev kirasini odemek icin borc istemeye gelen vatandaslari
kurus koklatmaksizin dehliyebilen milli kahramanlarsiniz.
Evet. Siz, cocugum dogacak diye elli dolar borc istemeye
gorsun bir dar gelirli,maymunlara zart zurt eden
Tarzan edasiyle bakarsiniz suratina…
This is a song to celebrate banks,
Because they are full of money and you go into them and all
you hear is clinks and clanks,
Or maybe a sound like the wind in the trees on the hills,
Which is the rustling of the thousand dollar bills.
Most bankers dwell in marble halls,
Which they get to dwell in because they encourage deposits
and discourage withdrawals,
And particularly because they all observe one rule which woe
betides the banker who fails to heed it,
Which is you must never lend any money to anybody unless
they don't need it.
I know you, you cautious conservative banks!
If people are worried about their rent it is your duty to deny
them the loan of one nickel, yes, even one copper engraving
of the martyred son of the late Nancy Hanks;
Yes, if they request fifty dollars to pay for a baby you must
look at them like Tarzan looking at an uppity ape in the jungle…
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