Paragon Posted August 19, 2002 Maandeeq ereyadaas aad soo qortey maankeyga ayeey deeqeen. A moving poem, thank you sister. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Che -Guevara Posted October 28, 2002 nice poems....keep it on nomads Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
ahmed ali Posted November 1, 2002 I am no poet but reading the above poems inspired me to say something...i hope you will enjoy reading it. CRY NO MORE :eek: wandering in this universe we are proud to be refugees to seek shelter is someone else's house we look forward to abondening our land we let the lowest among us to lead the way we have sharpened the knives for hungry butchers they took the knives and cut us into pieces inline and smiling are our enemies ready to take a piece of what was once Somalia OH my people we gave the knives to warlords who only seek to deepen our wounds whose sole existance is to make us grieve OH my people we gave the knives to warlords they went and allied with our enemies they seek advice from Ethiopia Are you kidding me Ethiopia Ethiopia playing a major role is a somalian peace conference this has to be our worst nightmare to have our enemy deciding our fate OH my people we gave the knives to warlords our future seems so dark will there be a light for us at the end of the tunnel? OH ALLAH please have mercy on us let there be Moses among us to show us the way it has been a decade no one has gained but those who are happy to see us fail But yet it seems we are as ignorant as ever our elders are the roots of this disease tribe has become the core of their conversation let us not follow where the path may lead let us find a cure for this disease let us hold hands and sing together let us take a deep breath and open our eyes our ancestors have given their lives to free this land they took up arms and defeated the mighty they were sultans and men of intellect we have shed so many tears let us dry our tears and cry no more let us show no love to those who made us cry.... (warlords)!!!! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
ahmed ali Posted November 2, 2002 HOME SWEET HOME From the dessert of the dark continent to the riches of the AmericaS i have traveled so far from my home i have seen so many faces i have spoken so many languages for what reason good or bad i am yet to see i have shed so many tears i have lost so many friends MAN OH MAN i miss my home from a king a mong his peers to an outcast in a strange land MAN OH MAN i have come so far i have the face of a happy man i laugh when there is no humar i speak when there is nothing to talk about but beyond what your eyes can see is a different man a desperate man a man full of pain pain that i must bear everyday pain that i should bear pain that has dried my vains for i am a man with no identity a man with a cursed past and a deemed future a man without a country home sweet home home sweet SOMALIA MAN OH MAN I MISS MY SOMALIA Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Starlight Posted November 17, 2002 ME HE & SHE Thou peace is by far hard to acomplish, no land has tasted greater trials then my Nation Famine, illness, disease starvation. Tribalism is hard to conquer people get affected from the temptation We are the same creation but with different formation, We are suffering from difficulties in communication Two tribes cant have any relations This is the foundation of my frustration. I ask myself too many questions to release the tension. Trying to put myself in another world another dimension how did it occur this political convention. That nobody really likes to mention. What is really peace to you and me- If hatred wasn't there how would it be. Instead of individuals we become a we. To disagree on things not agreed If i could wish on one thing i have a desire a strong will to have my people being admired I have a will to inspire, my people take them to a higher place To erase this disgrace and replace it with an embrace In this case chase away the evil face and build a stable base. So what is peace to you and me Isnt a we better then me he and she Open your eyes and see A year and two has gone now we are facing a decade Somalia is fading away its nothing left but a shade I'm afraid this seranade is far overplayed. Somalia has been betrayed It has becoming what we feared what we made Now what is peace to you and me Isnt a we better then me he and she??? Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Dantay1 Posted November 26, 2002 Concerned with measuring fame While the poor is consoled by pain My land and my lost name For 12 years my people haven’t gained The masses move in hordes insane A few words to the brave We will get out of this whole this cave We must fight in ways they can’t understand Because this white man is but a man Somalia stirs my heart It’s my passion my poison my true pain You have to be a nomad to comprehend That my land of warriors produces true friends None are as proud or as blind None smarter with such twisted mind Each and everyone of them a sultan Each a king to his clan But Somalia you must change You must see the value of compromise You must respect and listen to the wise Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
