For Our Adolescent Boys.

[BOB]

I long to relief my people from their pain

some of them born under the pouring rain

some are born to be nothing but slain

not living long enough to achieve anything or gain

another murder case gone unsolved and dim

another parent is forced to experience life without a grin

crying painful tears while staring at the distant glen

our towns are filled with criminals who are mean

pulling the trigger with no remorse by any means

these stats are far from me with another intelligible speech

i am not known to stand up and preach

i would love to think that I can some how teach

these words are not composed over legato cousin

let us all sit back & enjoy our beautiful kids' prowess

why are we encouraging them to become reckless?

raising them to become murderers and heartless

why can't we just show them the way to a success

tell them what other kids do isn't their business

teach them to work tirelessly to lead a life filled with bliss

if my own mother could do just that so could you

my Somali kids listen to me before it is too late

i tell you the truth far better than the one you call mate

i am not a blood thirsty politician looking for your vote

all I am trying is to make you stand back and evaluate

before you soon fall into the trap and evaporate.

 

Don't throw your life away, don't make a rush decision and leave your parents facing the consequence of your actions. I am not lecturing you but rather enlightening you my beloved Somali Brother and i hope you take my words to your young heart.

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.