Some of you may find this interesting to read. Hilarious isn't it? Tai Chi a horn of african art of war? The article claimed africans migrated to China first - http://raceandhistory.com/selfnews/viewnews.cgi? newsid1065551310,24384,.shtml Another one (The First Chinese were Black) http://www.trinicenter.com/FirstChinese.htm Africans launched Chinese civilisation Posted: Tuesday, October 7, 2003 By Nsaka Sesepkekiu Student of African and Asian Studies Faculty of Humanities University of the West Indies Trinidad and Tobago Whenever we hear the term "Chinese" we often associate the word with short slanted eyed people who can fight kung fu. With the recent celebration of establishment of the People's Republic of China, I wish not only to congratulate them but also to add some insight into their history. The original, first, native, primitive inhabitants of China were black Africans who arrived there about 100,000 years ago and dominated the region until a few thousand years ago when the Mongol advance into that region began. These Africans who fled the Mongol onslaught can still be found in South East Asia and the Pacific Islands misnomered Nigritos or "small black men." The Agta of the Philippines is one such example. Indeed archeology, forensic and otherwise confirm that China's first two dynasties, the Xia and the Ch'ang/Sh'ang, were largely Black African with an Australoid, called "Madras Indian" or "Chamar" in Trinidad, present in small percentages. These Africans would carry an art of fighting developed in the Horn of Africa into China which today we call martial arts: Tai Chi, Kung fu and Tae Kwon Do. Even the oracle of the I-Ching came with a later African group, the Akkadians of Babylon. Around 500 BCE an African living in India called Gautama would establish a religion called Buddhism which would come to dominate Chinese thought. Any one who is in doubt should consult Geoffrey Higgins's Anacalypsis, Albert Churchward's Origin and development of Religions, Gerald Massey's Egypt the Light of the World, Riunoko Rashidi's African Presence in Early Asia and J A Roger's Sex and Race Vol 1. Many Africans survived the Mongol invasion into the twentieth century only to be exterminated by Chairman Mao's programme of Cultural cleansing. Under this programme millions of Africans and Afro-Asians were killed from 1951-1956. Contribute we still did, giving the People's Republic of China its first Chief Minister in the name of Eugene Chen, a Trinidadian of George Street, Port-of-Spain, who was of an African mother and a Chinese father. For further reading on this individual one should consult J A Rogers' World's Great Men of Colour Vol I. So next time the word China or Chinese is mentioned remember that Africans played a pivotal role in launching what is called Chinese civilisation, if such a thing exists.

Ok I am back, so let me finish what I was saying. If my comments are read carefully, then, it becomes noticeable that my propositions are not concerned with AIDS or the curbing of any other stigmatic disease! Right now, my interest isn't to discuss taboos and stigmas, however, what interests much is the maintenance of the external and cultural boundaries that exits between cultures. When I use the word "us", I use it to mean, 'us Somalis' and other Muslim cultures that resemble our own culture', who struggle to ensure their off springs don't loose truck with their original culture and religious values. This are my goals and so I wont hesitate use any tactic to achieve them. What I cannot clearly follow is when people protest against cultural purity! What do they mean? What more cultural diversity does one need to diversify his own, when s/he has many Muslim cultures to choose from? Or must some of us advocate for the diversification of our culture/s by mixing them with non-Islamic ones? Or is that a fashionable process to under-go? I guess so! PS: Majority of those who contract AIDS get infected through sexual intercourse, especially sexual activities that take place outside wedlock. So lets face it and teach our community members of self-restraint and self-respect.

Bee said my theory.." ... is an interesting theory but it doesn't hold water." But how is that so? Princess , Don't you believe it is practicable to maintain a cultural purity by means of positive community seclusion? A careful balance and measure of integration and seclusion will work miracles on tackling the problems of the straying few. However to arrive at that result, I still do think fear should be the right tool of facilitating a change in the general mindset of the wider society. After all fear is the ultimate factor that prompts the most peculiar reaction in one's mind. Fear in Africa and fear in developed nations are too different entities. In our beloved Africa fear has become the norm and so people's atitude towards it varies from those who dwell in developed countries where many hearts pound faster when fear factor is put in place. Shock tactics of advertisement and notice had yielded much fruit in achieving the intended aim. ....to be continued... brb

The point is to use this case as a strategy to maintain our cultural purity, by creating deterrents that impact heavily on possible cross-race relationships. If occurrences like these pass beyond the stage of coincidence presumption, then it becomes inevitable for a new truth to be established as a result. That truth being a fear that dances in the minds of non-Somalis, in their belief that anything that associates with the name "Somali" is potentially contagious. And in turn prompt the reaction of refraining from relationships that involves any Somali. If that fear is successfully put in place, then it means there would be less Somalis that are involved with non-Somalis, which will preserve the purity of the Somali community as whole.

If you ask me about this fellow, I'd say he is a Somali hero. Ask me and I shall tell you the benefits of this news and why we need more heros like him.

By Sue: But that’s not the way to deal with it, you can’t just bury your head in the sand and just hope it all blows over, because it won’t. I’m not exactly sure how we as whole can make a difference and I’m sure it won’t be overnight. But I'm going change the way I see other Somalis and embrace my culture and people, instead of pushing them away like i've done so in the past. Sue, that would be the nicest act a Somali can do. ---- He who has the strongest tradition has the strongest religion.

Walaahi, this is a very interesting article. I don't remember the last time I read an article sensible as this. Although the guy isn't Somali himself, he has touched on something thats worth considering or pondering about. All of you guys above me seem to have jumped to a conclusion. I think you should read the article once again and see the potential solution hidden in it If you nomads refute the fact in this article due to its preaching of statelessness, then, since when was centralised power a common factor in our Somali Xeer? Think about it very carefully. The Xeer is our own circumstancial law tailored to deal with complex issues that may come our way. So, how on earth can one favour Statism(which is a foreign concept and law) our our own custom tailored semi-natural law? Or must we insist on the notion that without a state no peace will prevail? Running away from what we are doesn't solve any societal problem. So lets embrace it instead. Xeer as our Law, Dhaqan/Hido as our culture and tradition. We need strong foundations before we can build mansions and palaces on our lands. Our own tradition/culture should be a strengthened foundation for us. And only then could our society be good at following other types of laws and political theories or even religious belief.

Originally by African: I also heard that the Hutus or Tutsi (one of them, can't remember which one) from Rwanda are originally Somalis. Can someone shed light 2 this???? African, it is true that Tutsis of Rwanda and Burundi do have a Somali semblance. And amongst the Tutsi's there is said to be claimants who insist to be true descendants of Somalis. However, this claim could be a misleading one for it is not possible to easily establish which cushitic group Tutsi do rightfully belong to. If one carefully observes a Tutsi featured individual, it becomes clear that the Tutsis also resemble Ethiopians, Eritreans and Sudanese. But then, as usual with Somalis, we have a thoery that seems to support the notion of counting the Tutsi's ours. Somalis will tell you of how and when tutsis were seperated from other Somalis of Somalia. The story claims that the name Tutsi derived its meaning from the Somali word Dutsi or Dudsi as in Heblaayo amba Hebel wuu Duday meaning so and so ran away from a place due to a certain problem. The claim is that the Tutsi were "Sahan Soldiers of Axmad Gurey sent to capture more land during his reign and expansion to lands such as Abbysinia, but as a result of defeat, those Sahan Soldiers were cut off from the rest of the troops by the enemy forces. Thus making the soldiers un-able to return to their mother country. It is said that Axmad Gurey's frequently mentioned Ciidamadii DUTSI -ga iiga maqnaa.

Not a superman but as the uper man I rubber band my chrome, and settle for my pious crown. Gather my peeps and buy us a town, call it Mali Town~ Calii dont frown, chill Faarax, let Halima calm down* We cool paste tip toe slow, and my Vision is Islam will be our only flow! As we Go...Back'back to the Horn of Africa~ We Go go back to Somalia~ All of ya__I beg not to fake You have good intensions deadly, and surely you have brighter future prospects in mind. The kind of optimism evident in your poems is a quality thats hard for everyone to obtain. Sxb, I like the idea of 'buying a town' cos it almost reflects my own. There is much good inherent in your poetry. I wish I had the time to say more, but rest assured, your poems are appreciated

Aamiin

Every time I sang the words, of another sad song. For every time I was scared, every time you left me crying. Every time I smiled, but inside I was dying. Superfly, I understand you.... it takes alot of guts to do what you said in your poem. Its like inter-changing negetives to positives , and not many of us have the ability to do just that. Its an expressive poem sxb, and it deserves a careful reading to understand its meaning.... Nice one, keep it coming...

I got the below writing as an e-mail fwd, i thought i should share it with you nomads. ----- > > Classic Definitions & Cool Meanings:<< 1. Cigarette : A pinch of tobacco rolled in paper with fire at one end & a fool at the other. 2. Love affairs : Something like cricket where one-day internationals are more popular than a five day test. 3. Marriage : It's an agreement in which a man loses his bachelor degree and a woman gains her master 4. Divorce : Future tense of marriage 5. Lecture : An art of transferring information from the notes of the lecturer to the notes of the students without passing through "the minds of either". 6. Conference : The confusion of one man multiplied by the number present. 7. Compromise : The art of dividing a cake in such a way that everybody believes he got the biggest piece. 8. Tears : The hydraulic force by which masculine will-power is defeated by feminine water-power .. 9. Dictionary : A place where divorce comes before marriage. 10. Conference Room : A place where everybody talks, nobody listens & everybody disagrees later on. 12. Classic : A book which people praise, but do not read. 13. Smile : A curve that can set a lot of things straight. 14. Office : A place where you can relax after your strenuous home life. 15. Yawn : The only time some married men ever get to open their mouth. 16. Etc. : A sign to make others believe that you know more than you actually do. 17. Committee: Individuals who can do nothing individually and sit to decide that nothing can be done together. 18. Experience : The name men give to their mistakes. 19. Atom Bomb: An invention to end all inventions. 20. Philosopher : A fool who torments himself during life, to be spoken of when dead. 21. Diplomat : A person who tells you to go to hell in such a way that you actually look forward to the trip. 22. Opportunist : A person who starts taking bath if he accidentally falls into a river. 23. Optimist : A person who while falling from Eiffel Tower says in midway "See I am not injured yet." 24. Pessimist :- A person who says that O is the last letter in ZERO, Instead of the first letter in word OPPORTUNITY. 25. Miser : A person who lives poor so that he can die rich. 26. Father : A banker provided by nature. 27. Criminal : A guy no different from the rest...except that he got caught. 28. Boss : Someone who is early when you are late and late when you are early. 29. Politician : One who shakes your hand before elections and your Confidence after. 30. Doctor : A person who kills your ills by pills, and kills you with his bills. ••••••••••••••••••••••••• Dar-us-Salam Publications http://www.Darussalam.net •••••••••••••••••••••••••>

Either way, this poem is good. Cutie thankx

9 men behind 9 and 9 anothers behind? lol I can't stop wandering off to un-intended place. Strange but questioning.. MsWord but keep it coming

Nice going guys

Dilligence and Deadly, lol thats too graphic...don't scare some of us ----- Imagined ever! The fresh spill of blood trickling down Driping and droping in a wild silence ticking and tocking with the seconds over another's gross cut and of wound, of Hawling men. Mouning mums yelling; for babies lying with half slit throats, as blood makes path, dogs come near The claws scratching, baby screeching, Mothers from inside deeply screaming, As the killer comes near ever more -- one last burst occurs - a big boom A mix of darkness entwined with light serenade minds with a weapon of gloom -- and forver rest and remain in gloom

May seem to walk like the blind, And talk like the deaf but yet - I am loving you from in me mind and loving you each moment more and smile in bliss but I regret: Me can not possibly let you know! What makes me hide a feeling deep For it did steal my comfort sleep and made me this which it must be the one of late I am;conceited me

Innaa Llilaah Wa-innaa Illaahi Raajicuun. Samir iyo Iimaan allaha ka siiyo ehelada uu marxuumkaasi ka baxay. Aamiin.

My dear friend, who departed I'm still holding a high salute, As days and nights have parted your death made me grow astute I live life of a clear colour now thinking, asking question how, why where once at night we trod, Sings song which strikes accord May Allah rest your soul, Aamiin

Resonance to give or not to give time to others, that is the question. If giving is what leads to hardships, is it possible not to give at all and gain? Like you said, 'trying to establish an authentic life', no? I agree. Maybe that could be the right approach to gain what is necessary whilst still having freedom from annoyance.

Wonder how I got here? I remember back them when I use to take a deep dive into my imagination and hoped to get there, get there safe and sound. But I am affraid, my dear, I am there now, meaning, I am here now. All that has happened in my process, the in betweens, the journey from where I was to where Im at now (the destination )is lost. I know thats a shame but I reckon thats what flames my boredom The question that pops into my mind is: am I truly bored or am i trying to be bored to break the cycle of doing what I usually do? But then must one be bored? if yes, then does it matter if one acts bored on matters that are worldy or as you (resonance) remind us, is there an excuse if one becomes bored of the main purpose which placed humnity's feets upon this earth? Skirt on or off? nows I cannot place that in one category, coz it shows the extremism of your boredom. I, on the other hand, think if the skirt is off then one must use the same tact (boredom) that dropped it off at the first time, to put it on, metaphorically. It could be that your high state of relaxation, or accessing your inner worlds can prompt occurances that would seem strange to others. Now let me not go after you and stop there. Sometimes this world would seem another world to me. I would doze off in the middle of it (world) and find myself in a place of much glamour and serenity. Did you mention bird songs? I say nightingales and no mocking bird. This special experiances only and usually lasts for few minutes, usually curtailed by humanity's hunger for attention. Sometimes boredom exceeds the limits and results in half sleep half awake syndrome. Look at the lips of people strugling to deport words, words and more words into my ears, but i dont hear them yet I hear. I don't see them yet I see. People can be nusty to people who seem or look or feel happy. So they endeavor to annoy or to break the zeal of happiness upon the faces of happy and dreamy people. My advice is though, hear them but don't listen to them - see them but don't study them. Afterall, all is in one's head. if you feel angry coz someone said something harsh to you, then, you must know....it is you who grant them the fuel to drive foward in making your life a misery. So if someone says your friend is bad, say thats possiblity, coz i thought s/he was good but if he is bad then what other option is there? either is bad or good. simple as that. it is all in your head. If you cat dies, don't cry like a baby, coz the cat is dead....no one can bring it back. Its the brain that acts as a good conductor and tells one to cry when grief comes and laugh when jokes are said. So if ones cuts that connexion, nothing will ever disturb that individual. But cutting too deep can bring out the animosity in us. So one has to learn to manupilate a situation and act out of necessity. My cat died, so, shall I allow my brain to do the connexion? No way! Don't I say. Life is not that fascinating if you consider everything important my dear. Chuck some of those things into the waste-bin and select the most important, like these things I am about to say; 1 - Religion, 2 - Dignity. Thats it. No need to consider the rest, coz these two depend on you and not on others. Be religious for the sake of your creator. And be dingnified in your actions. So where is boredom categorised to? Wahsi..lol .. it is laziness made to sound polite. But what you are saying isn't boredom is it? No I don't suppose so. Coz whatever gives you an access to a beautiful world is escape route. So I hereby exclude it from boredom.

------------------------------------ Theories / Ideas Extreme Boredom I have developed a theory about my extreme boredom. Yes, I'm so bored I thought of a theory...actually, I think I'm suffering from a self-inflicted boredom. "How do you figure that?" you may ask. Well...I am bored and am completely unmotivated. So, by not being motivated enough to get out of the boredom I'm causing my own boredom which is self-inflicted boredom. Yes, yes I am extremely bored and because I am, I'm going to either read or sleep off the boredom. Sleep is a constant cure for boredom. Anyways, I'm probably boring you with my boredom so I'll go now. Bye. "Taking The Easy Way Out" Do you ever notice that if we give ourselves opportunities to take the easy way out we will? well we do. Say for example.. with school if you have homework due in two days and you have free time today to do that homeowork but decide that you can do it tomorrow you will most likely put it off till tomorrow. if we give ourselves even the smallest loop hole or escape we'll take it.. why? because we don't want to accept that we have things to do and have to change our ways in order to not take that easy way out. so basically the moral of this ditty is that we shouldn't give ourselves the opportunities to chicken out. you have to believe that you can do something and not retreat to our previous thoughts of wanting to run and avoid things we have to do. becuase eventually we find out that YES we can do these things we've put off. eventually we all have to do our homework because there is a fear of consequences. and those consequences seem worse than the actual homework.. but is it really? i dunno. Slacker with a conscience. i'm like a slacker with a conscience... i slack off and then worry about my homework till i actually breakdown and do it... That's what I do.. Because I'm a slacker with a conscience... And a huge procrastinator.. that's why i wrote this about a month ago and only finished it now.. sorry... We all want to feel alive but how do we know when that is? Aren't we alive everyday? isn't breathing what it's like to be alive. i don't think you can get more alive than that. but it seems to me that everyone is searching for something to make their life feel right, to make sense. and there are people who go through there whole lives and never find that thing that makes them feel alive. and what if you know what you need to feel alive and then are denied it because you're not good enough.. what do you do then? is it really worth it to feel alive? or should you just settle with breathing? you know i wish that i had all the answers or atleast enough to make sense of all this. but i think that everyone has one thing that makes them step back and think "wow this is what living is all about". standing on a beach as the sunsets, and breathing in the ocean air, or maybe just sleeping in their own bed at night. but i think that no one should give up hope in finding it, because i think that that moment of "yes i am truly alive" is worth the pain, anguish and regret that leads up to that moment that will change your life forever.. have i found the thing that makes me feel alive? i'm working on it.. How to fill the void within... In the minutes before you go to sleep do you ever feel like something is missing? like there's a void in your life just waiting to be filled? ya me neither. just kidding. Ever since last year i've had a sense of a void in my life. and i've thought long and hard to figure out what i can do to fill this void. surround myself with understanding and great friends.. done that, i consider myself extremely luckily to have done that, but still i search. i've thrown myself into my passions in life, music and writing and ofcourse slurpee drinking. basically as of today i have yet to find that one thing that can fill the void in your heart or life. ofcourse i might just be an exception to the rule and might be the only one that knows this void i speak of. but i think everyone feels it sometime in their lives. i don't know that i will ever know the answer or if i even want to let this void go. maybe by feeling the void it means that i am indeed alive (see theory no4 to confuse you even more). maybe we need to feel some sense of loss to in order to know what we have to gain.. i'm going to bold that and say it again cuz it makes sense to me.. maybe we need to feel some sense of loss to in order to know what we have to gain. i think that is my current thought. i have loss and i'm just waiting to gain and know that i am alive. i AM alive. just confused a bit. as usual. Why I don't like putting my head under water... Now i'm going on logic here so try to follow me, ok? techincally when you put your head (more specifically your ears). well shouldn't your ears fill up with water which in turn causes your head to fill up with water like in the cartoons? which makes me wonder.. is it possible to drown by just having your ears in the water? ok so i'm probably totally wrong but think about it the next time you go swimming.. "We assume tomorrow is another world" (Pg. 18) Why do we assume tomorrow is going to be different than any other day? Animals live their life doing the same thing every day. Sleep, eat, explore the world. But humans expect so much more. They have hopes and dreams for every day, but why? Why are we like this? No other species are like this. So why do we make so many assumptions and why don't we just live each day expecting the same things. Eat, sleep, explore, or eat, sleep, school. Why do we always hope for more? or why do we make plans for the future when nothing is guaranteed to us. It makes me wonder why we always think "next week i'm going to start living better, doing things different" we assume that things will be different, that we can change. We assume that there is more out there for us. But animals only know what they do currently. Because of all our technology we know what is out there and what can be, but animals and other species have no way of knowing and therefore they do not assume tomorrow will be different. They will never know. "People are personally responsible for keeping themselves relevant" (Pg. 23) I'm not sure what to think of this. In the context of the book the character says older people should keep themselves relevant with the current technology. It's their respsonsibility to be up to date with the latest computer programs and technology. But it seems to me that we all get stuck in a groove that works for us and no matter what we find ourselves becoming less relevant. For example as we grow up the music that we listen to becomes out of style. For example.. all the music of the 80's. It's just not relevant anymore but people still do listen to it. In a way they should keep themselves relevant with today's music but also they have the choice to stay with what they like and enjoy. So in a way we have a personal responsiblity to stay relevant but yet most of us would rather get become irrelevant to the newest trends just to hold onto what they like and enjoy. "What is the one thing more than any other thing that makes one person different from another person?" (Pg. 32) I personally can't answer this question because i think it's different for everyone, yet it's a question that is incredibly difficult to answer. As the book puts it, it seems like a easy question to answer but when you go to say your answer, you're just not sure. Is it how we look? How we think? no cuz we all have similarities. But yet we're all different. Is it our finger prints? Are teeth? Those are less obvious things. If you looked at a hundred people how would you be able to say easily that every single person there is different from another. It's a thought provoking question. "An idea lives a long time after you're gone" (Pg. 51) Thoughts and ideas will live on long after you have left this earth. I'm not sure how to explain this one but i think that it does make sense. For example the idea of peace on earth will live on forever, even though the chance of it ever possibly happening is looking pretty dismal. But many ideas can be the same way, ideas passed on by friends and family through the years. Oh here's another example the idea of God that your pass on to others, your beliefs on certain things are passed on and those ideas will live on many years after you are gone just by the fact that it is getting passed around. Or even the fact that an idea is told to someone else, they now know and they will hold onto that meory for quite sometime. "I used to always think I had to have a reason to record my observations of the day, or even my emotions, but now I think simply being alive is more than enough a reason" (Pg. 63) Isn't the fact that we breathe and live through each day enough of a miracle to write about. When so many people die everyday (watch the news) it's amazing that we all live through. That friends and families survived so many days. It's crazy to think how easily life can be taken away, so it is miraculous how so many people live for so many days. Each day is so precious, every minute of everyday is such a big gift, but everyone loses perspective so easily just because we've lived for so many days already and we take them for granted. But let if be known that everyday that you wake up breathing you have outlived others who were not as forunate as you. You are a survivor of another day. Each day truly is a gift and it's up to you how you are going to spend this gifted day, because when it all comes down to it, today might be the last day of your life, tomorrow is not guaranteed. You might not wake up tomorrow morning. BUT, yes there is definitely a BUT. But you have come this far, and as the odds go, you will most likely live for many many more days, even years, but why put off living life to the fullest when those days and years aren't guaranteed? so in closing, treasure each breath that you are being given a chance to take. Tell people that you love that you indeed love them because even though you might be alive for days and years, not everyone has the same life ahead of them. They might only have days, so don't put off saying "I love you" to someone because you might end up regreting not getting a chance to say it. ------------------

Gediidoow sxb waad ku saxan tahay hadalkaa, aniguse waxaan aad u xusuusnahay heesta iyo abwaanka allifay oo ahaa Abihii sugaanta: waa HADRAAWI 'e. Usually, I am lucky if I remember who sung the songs.

Nuune, there you go hee marax yahaw --------- Saddex Bey Naagtu Igu Lagaday 1. Meesha oo sibidh aheed 2. Kabaha oo saan ahaa 3. Iyo naagta oo sinsaariyada(qonofka) aad u taqiiney -------- LooooooooooooooooooooooooooooL damn, afminshaar baad tahay sxb...

Dhoodaan must be celeberated for his mastery of homour and commedy -- Some of his commic poems can be called the funniest and the most liked ones by the younger generations. I, for one love to listen to his poetry, and every time I listen to this poem of his - It brightens the dayfor me. JACBURKII DHOODAAN War horta ninyahaw anigu waan jeclaadaye Gabadhbaan jeclahay oo i jecel, mana jeclaadeene Haddii ay i jeclaatana ma rabo inaan jeclaadaaye Ninkii ay jeclaatana la waa inuu jeclaadaaye Kii aan jeclayn waa iyadu inay jeclaataaye Jacaylkagya iyo keedu waa laba jeclaadoone Gabadh jinaha dhuudhuuban waa inaan jeclaadaaye Tu naasuhu janjeedhaan waa inaan jeclaadaaye Middii jeer la moodoo dhan waa inaan jeclaadaaye Garoobtii i soo jiidha waa inaan jeclaadaaye Islaan baradho jiidaysa waa inaan jeclaadaaye Duqdii jaadka gadaneysay waa inaan jeclaadaaye Habar jeenyo buurbuuran waa inaan jeclaadaaye Wadaaddaanse jeclaadee dharraar macawsta i siisay Gurigeeda waagaan tegee ay shaaha ii karisay Haasawaheedii kolkuu sooba madhan waayey Feedhka iyo tantoomada sideer uguma boobeene Kolkay qaad i siinweydey ayuu mawdku ka adeegay. Ninkii dumar jeclaadaase wuu yara ammaantaaye Adna waxaaban kuu soo fekeray hadallo dhaadheere Midabka iyo quruxdaadan ayaan yarahe faalleyne Gabadhyahay casaantaadu waa dhuxullo meygaage Afkaagana madowgiisu waa nuuraddoo kale e Sidaa aawadeed baan jacayl kuugu soo kacaye Guurna waaban kaa doonaya sidaa dharraatiiye Timahaygu siday yihiin eed cirrada moodo Duqdnimiyo gabow igama aha oo wayska dhalankaye Adiguna carruurbaad tihiyo sida dhallaankiiye Isku qayrna waa nahay anuun baa laba Gu! kaa weeyne Sanadkii Daraawiishtii baan dhoocillo ahayne Dhallinyaro inaan nahay dadkuba waa ogsoonyahaye Inan iyo barbaar baan nahaye waan lagaranayne Raggaa kale juuq ha u odhan aniga mooyaane Kii kula hadlana waa inaan feedh ka badiyaaye Haddii layga kaa dhaco waxbaan sahayan doonaaye Dameer dhagaxa waa inaan gurtoo qaylo kiciyaaye Naagtana ka iga qaada waa inaan ka dhuuntaaye Ninuu ciil lafaha buuxiyoo dibinta ruugaaya Oo luqanta hoogaamiyo gegi xarriiqaaya Haddii kii xumaantaa ku falay weliba maad maagtid Sidii laba digaag sow ilkaa layska cuni maayo.