First you put down a question about a situation, and what would you do. The next person answers the Q, and puts down a new question. I'm starting this off.. What would you do if you knew the person that had killed your mom?

First you put down a question about a situation, and what would you do. The next person answers the Q, and puts down a new question. I'm starting this off.. What would you do if you knew the person that had killed your mom?

Balaayo! for those who live abroad (such as in Europe and etc)every thing in America is owned and run by yahuud. period. and like princess said No argument is valid without facts or some other form of evidence to back it up so why can't PEPSI......stand for Pay Every Penny and Save Italy,Iran,Iraq,Ireland,or the Iliterates or Illminded..Illusionist,think about it. besides we're supporting isreal regardless even if we boycott these products..because we benifit from America economically and the taxes that we pay help build all these weapons, and etc that kill innocent muslims all over the world...

bad news like goryaan.....explicit anyway I'm on some different shit...so let me be express my feelings....I just thinkin' about some of the bullshit that bush says and how people eat it up like they are suffering from starvation....so here it is a quick keystyle..might be off but it is a fact of life...... just take a listen. yes, it's us who make the victems. hate fulfillment so WTC initials stand for wake the children. it's the shameful kids with pain who hope for they lives, to close up and die then shoot a classmate for somebody to open they eyes. it's no suprise. George Bush with speeches of wisdom? then declaring war on Iraq like it's the citizens who did shit? no, it's the image we impose, brainwash with little facts, until ESPN starts covering these military drafts. yes, that's more like it plus a box of ammunition, for the country, where you could get locked up for religion. yes, that's exactly it, now add some captions. CNN blasting, Vidal Gore said Bush's weopon of mass distraction. now statics casted over eyes at a cynical pace. **** the wool, 'cause we now live in the digital age.

My favorite poem is Nikki Giovanni's Balances.....deep like 3D in life one is always balancing like we juggle our mothers against our fathers or one teacher against another (only to balance our grade average) 3 grains of salt to one ounce truth our sweet black essence or the funky honkies down the street and lately I've begun wondering if you re trying to tell me something we used to talk all night and do things alone together and i've begun (as a reaction to a feeling) to balance the pleasure of loneliness against the pain of loving you

Aaliyah's "I care 4 U" "One in a Million" LSG's "Your body" ..... and there is this somali song I think its called Ruun.....ruunay (Know) a daan ifka kuujeclahay excuse my broken somali

Dayummmmmmmmmmm! deep I guess now I know why they call Somalia the land of Poets cause y'all the TRUTH but anyway here is little some thing I wanted to drop...... I've traveled this awkward stage, where the trail's continously narrow And temporary daylight can be blackened by a glimpse of wrong... Where words made my brain settle with ease And nevertheless expanded seconds don't seem that long... My foot bears sign of wear, discomfort, but can be easily adjusted A fate of indecision fately met a vague light... Where tears lie forbidden against your belief or will And eyes adapt to the unknown, the worshipped friend of night... And with blood thicker than water, my experience contradicts Because life is a voyage, on sea, land, or afterlife is blocked... Where my sight was not, and my friend you were CLEARED VISION is ahead and I walk alone not...

The wife says: You want The wife means: You want The wife says: We need The wife means: I want The wife says: It's your decision The wife means: The correct decision should be obvious The wife says: Do what you want The wife means: You'll pay for this later The wife says: We need to talk The wife means: I need to complain The wife says: Sure... go ahead The wife means: I don't want you to The wife says: I'n not upset The wife means: Of course I'm upset you moron The wife says: You're ... so manly The wife means: You need a shave and sweat a lot The wife says: Be romantic, turn out the lights The wife means: I have flabby thighs. The wife says: This kitchen is so inconvenient The wife means: I want a new house. The wife says: I want new curtains. The wife means: Also carpeting, furniture, and wallpaper! The wife says: I need wedding shoes. The wife means: The other forty pairs are the wrong shade of white. The wife says: Hang the picture there The wife means: No, I mean hang it there! The wife says: I heard a noise The wife means: I noticed you were almost asleep. The wife says: Do you love me? The wife means: I'm going to ask for something expensive. The wife says: How much do you love me? The wife means: I did something today you're not going to like. The wife says: I'll be ready in a minute. The wife means: Kick off your shoes and take an hour nap. The wife says: Am I fat? The wife means: Tell me I'm beautiful. The wife says: You have to learn to communicate. The wife means: Just agree with me. The wife says: Are you listening to me? The wife means: [Too late, your doomed.] The wife says: Yes The wife means: No The wife says: No The wife means: No The wife says: Maybe The wife means: No The wife says: I'm sorry The wife means: You'll be sorry The wife says: Do you like this recipe? The wife means: You better get used to it The wife says: All we're going to buy is a soap dish The wife means: I'm coming back with enough to fill this place. The wife says: Was that the baby? The wife means: Get out of bed and walk him The wife says: I'm not yelling! The wife means: Yes I am! I think this is important! In answer to the question "What's wrong?" The wife says: The same old thing. The wife means: Nothing. The wife says: Nothing. The wife means: Everything. The wife says: Nothing, really. The wife means: It's just that you're an idiot. The wife says: I don't want to talk about it. The wife means: I'm still building up steam. Hearing V. listening.....a bonus joke What a woman says: Cmon...This place is a mess! You and I need to clean. Your pants are on the floor and you'll have no clothes if we don't do laundry now! What a man hears: C'MON....blah, blah, blah YOU AND I blah, blah, blah, blah, blah ON THE FLOOR blah, blah, blah, NO CLOTHES blah, blah, blah, blah, NOW!

woman woke in the middle of the night to find her husband missing from their bed. In the stillness of the house, she could hear a muffled sound downstairs. She went downstairs and looked around, still not finding her husband. Listening again, she could definitely hear moaning. She went down to the basement where she finally found her husband crouched in the corner facing the wall, sobbing. "What's wrong with you?" she asked him. "Remember when your father caught us having sex when you were sixteen?" he replied. "And remember he said I had two choices: I could either marry you, or spend the next twenty years in prison." Baffled, she said, "Yes, I remember, so what?" The husband sobbed, "I would have gotten out today." The proposal...a bonus joke A young lady came home from a date, rather sad. She told her mother, "Jeff proposed to me an hour ago." "Then why are you so sad?" her mother asked. "Because he also told me he was an atheist. Mom, he doesn't even believe there's a hell." Her mother replied, "Marry him anyway. Between the two of us, we'll show him how wrong he is."

let me try to translate Modesty's spanish.......... No estoy meinto pero hablo espanol pequeno. Yo estudie un lingo por cinco anos, y es no facil, pero yo trata. Yo quiero seria una persona habla espanol,yo ve un peliculas en espanol, y charlar con mi vecinos quein habla espanol. !He hecho visto un pais hispano, como Spain! Gracias, y Yo piensa tu conoce eso lingo. I don't meinto? but I speak a little spanish. I studied the language for five years and is not easy but i try. I want to seriously speak spanish but I ve? movies in spanish and charlar?(chat) with my vecinos? who speak spanish. the view in the country hispano? how spain! there're some gramatical errors but other than...GIRL BIEN TRABAJA!

One day, President Bush visited an elementary school. All the kids were so excited to get to meet the President. He began to talk to them and asked them to define the word ''tragedy.'' "Well," one girl replied, "If my mommy ran over my dog, Rover, that would be a tragedy!" The President smiled at the little girl and said, "No, sweetie. That would be an accident! Can anyone give it a try?" A little boy sitting across the room raised his hand and said, "I know! I know! If our bus driver ran off of a cliff and killed everyone!" The President shook his head and said, "No son. That would be a great loss! Doesn't anyone know of a good example of a tragedy?" A small girl raised her hand and said, "Well, Mr. President, if you and Laura were in Air Force One and it was hit by a missile and blown to smithereens, most people would think that that was a tragedy!" "Very good," he said. "And what was your reason for that answer?" "Well," she said, "It would not be an accident and it sure would not be a great loss!" word!

One day, President Bush visited an elementary school. All the kids were so excited to get to meet the President. He began to talk to them and asked them to define the word ''tragedy.'' "Well," one girl replied, "If my mommy ran over my dog, Rover, that would be a tragedy!" The President smiled at the little girl and said, "No, sweetie. That would be an accident! Can anyone give it a try?" A little boy sitting across the room raised his hand and said, "I know! I know! If our bus driver ran off of a cliff and killed everyone!" The President shook his head and said, "No son. That would be a great loss! Doesn't anyone know of a good example of a tragedy?" A small girl raised her hand and said, "Well, Mr. President, if you and Laura were in Air Force One and it was hit by a missile and blown to smithereens, most people would think that that was a tragedy!" "Very good," he said. "And what was your reason for that answer?" "Well," she said, "It would not be an accident and it sure would not be a great loss!" word!

Still adoring Pac but Pac in hell on his back.. When I speak to you, you quote me: “If money root to evil, I’d rather struggle with the devil” Ask me now I’ll tell you; “I only want place in heaven” Forget money and power, the most precious is blessing my favorite lines.....i liked the content flowed with the title and how u kept it on point.....overall i was feeling it especially those lines....deep. word

fighting over nothing!

Let me break it down........ yall look at the opening statement: the sun before the moon, shook hands with the vinyl face of the clouds .. the god's grasped Her grapsed Her red cheeks her infidelity this is not a poem only about masturbation-- this line is too deep. it is a very creative way to say that we revolve around masturbation or around sex. almost too creative for the lightness that it brings in the following phases--- "where, family breeds oh such beautiful love such love, not known elsewhere, only in the closed doors of the loved ones, touching each other, and moaning when mother and daughter engaged in a sexual adgenda" think about it, if we are all related, either by God or evolution, then with every sexual relationship we are, in fact engage in incest. we bond constantly on a sexual level-- we come from sex, we get dressed and groomed on sex, and if we do this indirectly sexual preparation by ourselves, then we are constantly masturbating.-- funny but true. "my dear brother. how life has gone on. how life has withered our youth. yet, we live, and continue to please ourselves and god. Our Selves and god." This is the point of the poem "His angels, being peasants, with rags on their shoulders, carrying weight to return to his majesty. To bend over so his majesty can take a gander. and gasp. at all the diseases of the sexual organs." -- this line is defiantly more than jus about sex,-- you might thing i have antagonist and/ or pestimistic beliefs about God. stating that he uses some of us to teach others about what not to do- JESUS ******* CHRIST !!!!!!111 if jesus is the son and christ is the father--(the bible) then this goes along with the saracastim of the poem and the theme, perfectly-- The sun sliced the moon to interact with the clouds. Finally, our love was inevitable. the sun moon clouds god family majesty angels . all . all the people, came together in union. they took turns while watching each other practicing erotic simulations, gazing intently on each body. Oh the human body. Oh what a wonder. -- pretty much beliefly restating what the poem is about : how sex is the only part of our culture-- or it is the bases of everything and that when we realize our humility and our [{(sexual)}] humanity. and more simplictly to be at point, we realize no one is above sex so it is not as funny and stupid and unserious as you think, but it is upsurd, so that's what makes seem as it is funny, to those who glances, but if you take a deeper look it, it is still as tradgic as the rest,---- but it was different because it was very well done...........WORD :confused:

Let me break it down........ yall look at the opening statement: the sun before the moon, shook hands with the vinyl face of the clouds .. the god's grasped Her grapsed Her red cheeks her infidelity this is not a poem only about masturbation-- this line is too deep. it is a very creative way to say that we revolve around masturbation or around sex. almost too creative for the lightness that it brings in the following phases--- "where, family breeds oh such beautiful love such love, not known elsewhere, only in the closed doors of the loved ones, touching each other, and moaning when mother and daughter engaged in a sexual adgenda" think about it, if we are all related, either by God or evolution, then with every sexual relationship we are, in fact engage in incest. we bond constantly on a sexual level-- we come from sex, we get dressed and groomed on sex, and if we do this indirectly sexual preparation by ourselves, then we are constantly masturbating.-- funny but true. "my dear brother. how life has gone on. how life has withered our youth. yet, we live, and continue to please ourselves and god. Our Selves and god." This is the point of the poem "His angels, being peasants, with rags on their shoulders, carrying weight to return to his majesty. To bend over so his majesty can take a gander. and gasp. at all the diseases of the sexual organs." -- this line is defiantly more than jus about sex,-- you might thing i have antagonist and/ or pestimistic beliefs about God. stating that he uses some of us to teach others about what not to do- JESUS ******* CHRIST !!!!!!111 if jesus is the son and christ is the father--(the bible) then this goes along with the saracastim of the poem and the theme, perfectly-- The sun sliced the moon to interact with the clouds. Finally, our love was inevitable. the sun moon clouds god family majesty angels . all . all the people, came together in union. they took turns while watching each other practicing erotic simulations, gazing intently on each body. Oh the human body. Oh what a wonder. -- pretty much beliefly restating what the poem is about : how sex is the only part of our culture-- or it is the bases of everything and that when we realize our humility and our [{(sexual)}] humanity. and more simplictly to be at point, we realize no one is above sex so it is not as funny and stupid and unserious as you think, but it is upsurd, so that's what makes seem as it is funny, to those who glances, but if you take a deeper look it, it is still as tradgic as the rest,---- but it was different because it was very well done...........WORD :confused:

Well/hell..okay this poem is not about me abusing my private parts..and it's not only about masterbation as the title suggests but it's also about things like incest, pedophilia and rape......basically it is about how we are in the continuim of life like sperms.just a masturbatory reaction--- we're life, but only in search of other life, to go on to the next birth, passing on the same masturbatory action to our children---all masturbating together, because we have been masturbated...think about it.okay....

Well/hell..okay this poem is not about me abusing my private parts..and it's not only about masterbation as the title suggests but it's also about things like incest, pedophilia and rape......basically it is about how we are in the continuim of life like sperms.just a masturbatory reaction--- we're life, but only in search of other life, to go on to the next birth, passing on the same masturbatory action to our children---all masturbating together, because we have been masturbated...think about it.okay....

Let us all masturbate in union..Let us.. the sun before the moon, shook hands with the vinyl face of the clouds .. the god's grasped Her grapsed Her red cheeks Her Infidelity where, family breeds oh such beautiful love such love, not known elsewhere, only in the closed doors of the loved ones, touching each other, and moaning when mother and daughter engaged in a sexual adgenda my dear brother. how life has gone on. how life has withered our youth. yet, we live, and continue to please ourselves and god. Our Selves and god. His angels, being peasants, with rags on their shoulders, carrying weight to return to his majesty. To bend over so his majesty can take a gander. and gasp. at all the diseases of the sexual organs. Ugh. i cant keep my hands from manipulating my genitals. my father, i have scratched off my _______ JESUS ******* CHRIST !!!!!!111 The sun sliced the moon to interact with the clouds. Finally, our love was inevitable. the sun moon clouds god family majesty angels . all . all the people, came together in union. they took turns while watching each other practicing erotic simulations, gazing intently on each body. Oh the human body. Oh what a wonder.

Let us all masturbate in union..Let us.. the sun before the moon, shook hands with the vinyl face of the clouds .. the god's grasped Her grapsed Her red cheeks Her Infidelity where, family breeds oh such beautiful love such love, not known elsewhere, only in the closed doors of the loved ones, touching each other, and moaning when mother and daughter engaged in a sexual adgenda my dear brother. how life has gone on. how life has withered our youth. yet, we live, and continue to please ourselves and god. Our Selves and god. His angels, being peasants, with rags on their shoulders, carrying weight to return to his majesty. To bend over so his majesty can take a gander. and gasp. at all the diseases of the sexual organs. Ugh. i cant keep my hands from manipulating my genitals. my father, i have scratched off my _______ JESUS ******* CHRIST !!!!!!111 The sun sliced the moon to interact with the clouds. Finally, our love was inevitable. the sun moon clouds god family majesty angels . all . all the people, came together in union. they took turns while watching each other practicing erotic simulations, gazing intently on each body. Oh the human body. Oh what a wonder.

FINALLY! dang I thought I was the only one who saw that though I do give kudos to those poets who actually posted a poem on here (Like moi )..are u a poet? if so share...anyway welcome Nomad! ~Peace~

I agree with you all and I thank you for giving me the precise insight from your point of view for the causes regarding losing our culture but Somalians have to learn that this so called Thuglife (which actually stands for The Hate U Give to Little Infants ****s Everybody)glamorized through B.E.T and MTV.. is an Art Form for It does serve some artistic use to Ghettos and not a life style..I mean it's like the old saying...If so and so Jumps off a bridge would u too..In this case Since people who die representing this Thug Life go to hell...are you willing also...and as for the role Models..Isn't Prophet Mohamed enough..Isn't it supposed to be Muslim 1st Somali 2nd. :confused:

I have to get some thing off my chest, any body who has a comment feel free to state your opinion for I might came cross as Judgemental and other wordly B/s but how ever you take it.........It's my point of view.... I'm very deeply concerned about my somali People not all of You because I hate to generalize and I know SOME Somalians do some thing with their LIFE in terms of Education,Finance and etc.........BUT there are some who are for a lack of better word who are ****ed by ********* and I say this because I have seen Somali Teens who have been assimilated in to this URBAN lifestyle (I.e Smoking,drinking and I don't mean Vimto/pepsi,commiting fornication,and etc) which is prohibited in our Islamic Doctorine. There are females who are losing their moral values just so they could impress men thus in turn changing their whole believe system, disrespecting themselves by having Breasts and *** out like some video *** .and my brothers. Istaaqfurulah.I live by a prodominately somali 'Hood. The males they stand anywhere trying to HOLLA with bull **** lines like..."Hey ma" (Hooyadiis ma-ahay excuse the broken somali) and have the sheer audacity to get indignant when you don't reply. Which brings me to another poing, why do Some of Somali males call females B.I.T.C.H.E.S, what causes them to degrade their fellow somali sisters that way? I want to know the reason why.......I mean don't they know that If they continue living this way that they will end up, excuse my rhetoric joggin.......bumping smokes with the original Ol' Dirty ******* ........Mr.Ibliis Himself. Why are we Losing our selves, why are we being assimilated in to this Pegan Culture when we have a beautiful one? :confused: .

LooooooooooooooL! danG.Tanakiyu for sharing My friend

Um Um Um Um.....Balaayo! I'm stuck. :confused: ..this is the list for the things you do for a woman you care about??? :mad: ? Dang I guess I'm never going to be "Hip" with Generation "Y" Anyway Word Yo it had me laughing