Start the Game of the Century talk. No. 1 Ohio State and No. 2 Michigan both cruised on Saturday. OSU VS Michigan pick your team and explain who will win this game...

Thank you BOB!

I'm feeling ill of hypocrisy And deception, Definite is what I am, And destruction is what I speak. Listen Perception Has got into me, white house Regarding you as a chief with a honorable assessment but I have seen from experience and the books that have informed Humanity still groans from the corruption you have caused globally Since Malcolm X years Self absurd and lunatic is how you define us Is it because we refuse to anticipate your Fake stories, and what your phony Media has to tell? Let's talk of a world peace, We can only speak of decay and deceive We can speak of a fat Nations who is world domination is their aspiration Pursuing to eliminate terrorism on a large-scale Nevertheless they seem to be concern about the large-scale of human destruction they demolish frankly Disgrace is rooted at this nation Their reason in Africa is to eliminate warfare, But they're selling artillery to warlords— U tell me how the brood have access to fire arms But they can't afford to buy an extensive meal P. S. I think world peace is something we should search up the stars, Because in reality we get money by wars, Thus peace won't come anytime soon…

If tomorrow never comes If I never smile Or laugh uncontrollably I hope I’m quiet Peaceful In my last moments So you could recognize that peace In my soul So maybe it could be convey To yours When you need it Handed down As the fruit of my burdens The compensation for my strive I hope I’m reflective and brave So you could think of me As just on a new character The flowing spirit Wandering Not confined In the limitations Of my body And the laws of our society I'd hope you'll have time for me In your thoughts And dreams Bcuz I ignored you more than once And it wasn't Bcuz I was unavailable I tried to But I could never think In terms of the future Of dying alone And forlorn If tomorrow never comes And the last place I lived Was in this empty apartment Full of books, machines And other material waste Watching the days getting Cold and friends getting toast I'd wish that you'll live better Than I have If I never got to do everything The things I wanted To my heart's content If I just stocked up my regrets I'd wish you would live differently Learn from my example I wouldn't want you to be hurt By exactly the same things If you don't have to Then you shouldn't If you never took too many risks Afraid of that one That would break you I'd wish you did So that you would Come out of it stronger Than you were In the beginning If tomorrow never comes I'd hope I touched your heart That it would miss me as much I'd wish that you'd never suffer Another day in your life Without me to help you through Just to be by your side again I'd do anything Though it’s impossible I wouldn't want to think in terms of reality When I could dream big instead contemplation on the possibilities I'd hope I did enough heed For everyone that was ever important In my eyes To still remember me Long after i'm buried If tomorrow never comes If I never stopped to smell the flowers Admired the beauty of this world While I was working Been enticed by a warm sunny day Or a clear night With enough bright stars to grant my wishes If I never tasted every kind of food Or never bought a pair of Air Forces Not caring About what others do About what they think About acting my age Or propriety If I never Expressed my emotions clearly Keeping them all inside If I never Kept all my promises Leaving this earth owing nothing No one shed a tear by my side If I never Loved you too much Or wanted intensely enough To make something happen If I never Welcomed a sunset Committing each and every color to memory If I never Climax at the sky Adoring its radiance From an unobstructed view Erasing all buildings Stoplights And power lines I'd wish I did all I could While I was alive And if I didn't Then I’d wish for more time Bcuz tomorrow will have come too soon

The leaders of the Union of Islamic Courts (UIC) have stepped up their threats to Somaliland, accusing it of being politically un-Islamic. However, these threats lack substance, lean on weak assumptions and don’t take into account of the realities on the ground in Somaliland. Here are some inescapable facts, which the UIC leaders and their supporters must face up to. Firstly, they will need to understand that Somaliland has peacefully reconciled religion with the state administration. In Somaliland, debates took place between those who preferred democracy and those who argued that democracy would be seen as a betrayal of the principles of Islam. The issue was whether the Quranic text ought to be considered as a blue print for the way the country should be politically managed, or whether it would provide a broader national identity and value that underpin the state functions. The former presents the faith as an ideological tool and justifies radical revolutionary reforms, while the later regards religion as a source of reference for the state and encourages dynamic interactions between the faith and the human creativity to maximize social benefits. These negotiations did not take place in a vacuum. At the heart of this debate was the concept of Ijtihad, which means a critical reading and interpretation of the key Islamic texts including Quran and the Prophetic tradition known as Sunna. As result of this process, Somaliland has adopted a broad-minded and historically grounded approach to these texts, taking into account both history and the contemporary needs. The outcome was a production of a national constitution. This has led to the introduction of democracy in Somaliland and the incorporation of Islamic principles into the state functions. Since then Somaliland has been practicing a democratic system where leaders are voted in and voted out by the general public. This was followed by the entry of some religious leaders into politics. State systems have been put in place with full regard of the fundamental Islamic teachings. This resulted in some members of the Somaliland’s religious groups being integrated into mainstream politics. Some even went on to become members of the elected bodies and government councils. Therefore the UIC’s claim that Somaliland’s religious groups have been denied access to the state formation process remains unsubstantiated. On the contrary, Somaliland’s ability to reconcile religion with politics through negotiation and not through Jihad has actually prevented UIC from gaining in Somaliland a political space to squeeze in. And this is a fact, which the UIC would rather like to avoid telling their supporters. Secondly, the people of Somaliland enjoy freedom. There are no oppressed people in Somaliland who are eagerly waiting to be freed by the members of the UIC, as it was the case in Somalia. The Somalilanders have their rights protected by the law; they can elect the government of their own choice and they can send unpopular government out of office. They express their views freely and engage in political dialogue. And they are free to move around with no green-lines and barricades dividing their cities. Unlike Somalia, there are no restrictions on Somalilanders for watching TVs, or for working for local and international NGOs. Women in Somaliland are allowed to work and have their rights safeguarded by organisations they themselves set up and operate. And they don’t have to adhere to a compulsory dress code. The people in Somalia are denied all these rights under the Islamic Courts’ code of conduct. Thirdly, the recent threats from the leaders of the UIC towards Somaliland have opened old wounds. The UIC’s spiritual leader, Sheikh Hassan Dahir Aweys, told the media recently that Somaliland worships what he calls “peace” instead of Allah, and added that he was determined to crash that “peace” so that the people of Somaliland will come back to worshiping Allah and will join to the Islamic Courts. Another UIC leader, Colonel Hassan Turki, who is believed to have committed crimes against humanity in Somaliland during the rule of Said Barre, has added insult to injury. He said on a radio broadcast on several occasions that the UIC would forcefully invade Somaliland, adding that it was only a matter of time before they attack Somaliland. This rhetoric has revealed UIC’s plans for Somaliland. It has become clear that the UIC leaders harbour ill feelings for the people of Somaliland. This has brought back bitter memories from the past, which Somalilanders would rather like to forget. But the rhetoric also unified Somalilanders against the UIC’s intentions in their country. However, these threats by IC leaders should not sidetrack Somaliland. The people of Somaliland gained impressive achievements to be proud of. They embraced democracy, produced winners and losers abiding by the rules, maintained a culture of negotiation and benefited from positive contribution of the traditional authorities, all within their means. They have defied sceptics both within and outside and have gone on establishing an independent nation-state. These are extra-ordinary achievements for which the vast majority of Somalilanders are prepared to defend. Finally, the threats by the UIC to Somaliland are empty political rhetoric with limited strategic and operational capacity to carry out. Before they get carried away by the desire to interfere Somaliland, the UIC leaders should worry about the numerous caveats in front of them. First they have to narrow down the widening political gap between the Shabaabs and the moderates within the UIC. Then, they should answer to the needs of the people whose liberty they have just won. Furthermore, they need to sort out the escalating conflict between the Transitional Federal Government (TFG) and themselves, before they even have to deal with the inevitable and the thorny issue of Puntland. If they are lucky and survive through this long journey, they will come face to face with the realities of Somaliland. Until such a time, these threats should not be taken serious. Dr. Mohamed A Omar Academic and political analyst momar@hotmail.co.uk

behind the door of my heart lies an unrequited desire a yearning for one who is not mine to want behind the dreams of my world lay visions of happinesss time spent with the one i choose to love behind my smile lay tears of sadness a never ending hope an everlasting faith that maybe one day she'll be mine behind my faith is a doubt and an endless stream of what if so do i keep hope or give up in this race do i lag behind or pick up speed shall i move beyond hopes and dreams of a love shared or do i remain content with myself i take time for me learning about me so that when a door opens i can race to it in full confidence that i will suceed in my final goal

Ladies What do you find most challenging when it comes to dealing with men? just a Lesson for the brothers out here...

'Just Randomness' talk all around me i stare off into deep space contemplating the things of my past looking for bright spots amongst the violent flow of darkness i daydream of tomorrow what joys my Creator will bring my way what lessons have i to learn what blessings have i to receive i think of my future and smile my path has been laminated i can see the road ahead there is only room for one fear will not tag along for the ride i will set off alone physically accompanied only in spirit by those who have tread the path before me a new day dawn I’m ready "Searching For A Bliss" A still life a snapshot of time the story of a Somali nomad told The solo shred upon his audacity weave the saga of his ancestors revealing dark secrets and deep zeal known to none but him the silence of it all unnatural, disturbing his eyes speak of dreams stolen the crushing of his character nevertheless a slight pleat at the sides of his lips sign of hope recovery revival He’ll progress all identical carrying the strength of his foremothers As he deals with the burdens of life and sheds them all in that one tear that only still life could enshrine for all time "Figment of the imagination" i dreamt of you three nights and your still on my mind why becuz it seems strange that i would see you in that light in my dreams i felt starngely at peace with the thought of you and being with you but my reality wont entertain this thought it wont allow it someone else has been made for you and that someone is not me "The Spark U flame" being here with u is more/ than words can say/ but ill try/ pressed against u/ so close/ breathing deep and heavy/ passionate/ heartbeats faster than “Deadly Vision†rhythms/ complete harmony/ no need for words/ just that look u give/ I’m all smiles/ that’s all I can be… "The power in words" there is power in words/ a simple word/ can decide the fate of a nation/ three words can change the course of any relationship/ two words can change a couples life/ one word can incite riot/ or bring peace/ a word can mean the differnce between/ being who you were born to be/ and falling short of your own glory/ there is power in words/ they can heal/ comfort/ destroy/build/ and so much more/ there is power in words/ so choose them carefully

From a gentleman view, staying at home should be an option for a mother- not a force… If she is welling to stay at home and look out for her offspring that’s wonderful, but she is entitle to, and have any rights to reject the idea of staying home with the kids… It’s false impression to have women at home, which gives the brothers the notion that they’re superior then women and with this intention in our society-- the mentality of men was such that once he have wife- he owns her and therefore have the right to treat her like a dog…. Ignorant is an ugly mania~

I had no reason to send you a massage, No great news to reveal. But I wanted you to know that you are in my thoughts and my heart as well… In fact there’s this crazy feeling It keeps me up in the evening I try to get my thoughts and my feelings together But no matter how I try to find it, It brings me back to you In secret we met… In silence we fall apart And now that I come to grips that we weren’t meant be This chilly air rockin the bloomin flowers Gives me the notion that nothing could be more than loving you Crying from within, but my eyes they smile, coz its quiet and I’m warm, all alone for a while… My heart is what it was before, A house where people come and go But deep inside I know the answer- that what I feel is real. Every day this feeling gets stronger and there’s not a minute or an hour goes by that I’m not thinking of the very first moment we exchange words… With a mindful attraction I saw you, you saw me And I felt deeply into the possibility Of maybe we can …chill Yes Indeed we did chill in a moral fashion… you brought me to climax without affection and you did it all with regal grace… Furthermore I’m still consumed by your words through these changing events… Quite frankly everyone seems to fiend forbidden fruit but I’ll be man on words and I do admitting that I had met you during an immature time of my life, and hoped that I could one day make amends with you….

inspire me to new levels allowing me to see the dreams of past lives come to past awaken within me a new spirit breath of fresh life i rise above the things of this world encouraging words from dear ones i know take me to new heights i no longer fear shadows of doubt i merely smile and laugh fore i am now secure in who iam and time has been good to me P.S. thanx for the kind words. always a great pick-me-up. and your flow is simply beautiful.

Poetry Masterpiece, that's all I can say!

I only have one problem—I’m sick of war, I’m sick of kids getting toast and mothers crying. I’m feeling Ill of hypocrisy and deceit, Definite is what I am, And destruction is what I speak. Self absurd and lunatic is how you define me Is it because, I refuse to anticipate your Fake stories, and what your phony Media has to tell? Let’s talk of a world peace, We can only speak of decay and deceive We can speak inferior, and substantial Nations whose world domination is their aspiration Have you notice? “They have money for wars, but can’t feed the poor†They’re chasing “terrorize†But have you seen the face and the fear of the child on the street? Their reason in Africa is to eliminate warfare, But they’re selling artillery to warlords— U tell me how kids have access to fire arms But they can’t afford to buy a dollar menu? Western societies are full of hypocrisy A white rulers that get rich of a war. P. S. I think world peace is something we should search up the stars, Because in reality we get money by wars, Thus peace won’t come anytime soon… By: KULMIYE

Oh Motherland why do you bleed? It must be painful to watch a war between your own seed. The rich blood now flows out of your vein. Two sides who fight, with nothing to gain. Both sides refuse to hide. Do they not realize that they are participating in a self-inflicted genocide? They cause you to suffer, but they have a blinded sight. By killing their brother they think they are right. The rattle of a gun has oppressed your sweet song. This sad, new song will not cease until one side has won. Your beautiful skin has been destroyed by bombs and tanks. You have done so much, but no one wants to stop and give thanks. By: J.R.

wow. awesome nicely done poets!

I hide within a culture where black people kill their brother everyday no other culture on this earth slaughter humans in this way.. listen to what I say! … I hide within a culture where white rulers estimate the body count…the after effects.. of the importation and proliferation of drugs and alcohol of guns and disease…and biased media.. that they control… the ‘when and where and who …will fall’ these white men have no soul… world domination is their goal white rulers that get rich from war.. old racist men that know it all.. I hide within that culture …. By: STK

This one particular flower who leaned in my direction with lips of affection, hoping I would touch her texture or par take of her nectar... But I didn't select her. U see, I'm into quality, not quantity. and I understand that there's an abundance of flowers but a shartage of bess So who or why settle for leaves when I can have tress.

As would be the case with other farmers from rural Africa, the Bantu will face a culture and civil society in America that is as foreign to them as any on earth. Although other refugees with similar histories of persecution and marginalization, such as the Hmong from Southeast Asia, have resettled in the United States, no such large group of African immigrants from one minority group has come to the United States. In addition to obstacles such as illiteracy, lack of English skills, immigrant status, lack of formal education, and no modern-economy job skills, the Bantu will also face the obstacle of discrimination inherent in American society. For these reasons, it is suggested that American resettlement professionals devote sufficient resources to help the Somali Bantu overcome the immense challenges they will face in the United States. The Bantu have a very strong sense of family and community. This strength can work to overcome some of the challenges they will face in the United States. Resettling extended family and kin groups together could provide the social, spiritual, and physical support that will be needed by the Bantu to more effectively integrate into American society. This is particularly important as Bantu refugees will neither have established family, nor kin support networks waiting to assist them in the United States. Moreover, they have proven time and again that they can adapt to extremely difficult and new situations. With sufficient levels of mentoring and resources, the Bantu can successfully adapt to American society(http://www.culturalorientation.net/bantu/sbcult.html). My question--- are all the Somali’s who came to the U.S. as a refugee a Bantu?

Mother's day open letter.... hooyoyoy la'aantaa. every child is born and raised by a wonderful woman and for me that was my mom the queen of my heart. hoyo i want to thank you for all you have done for me; the patience and perseviarence of the long 9 months you carried me in you womb the bravery you showed during your labour time and the love you showered on my birth the morals you installed in me that will remain for ever the lessons you thought me about humanity and how to live peacefully the love you gave me and my brothers and sister, i know being a single mother was hard on you to raise all of us mom if there was enough words and actions to show you how much you mean to me then my actions and words will never pay back all that you have done for me hooyo you raised us single handed and i appreciate al you have done for me hooyo my word is better place coz of you and if you pass to the next world it will be too hard for me to live in this world i love you hooyo more than my life and all the lives that i love and i know i will never be able to repay you, but the plan is to show you that i understand hooyo macaan>>>>>>>>> All the mens out here need to show some love...

I thought this would funny, definitely deserves a read - Enjoy I hope you read it. It is kind of funny. ------------------------------------------------- MAN DATES GAL ON INTERNET FOR SIX MONTHS - AND IT TURNS OUT SHE'S HIS MOTHER! Friday December 9, 2005 By Grace Green MARSEILLES, France - Skirt-chasing playboy Daniel Anceneaux spent weeks talking with a sensual woman on the Internet before arranging a romantic rendezvous at a remote beach - and discovering that his on-line sweetie of six months was his own mother! "I walked out on that dark beach thinking I was going to hook up with the girl of my dreams," the rattled bachelor later admitted. "And there she was, wearing white shorts and a pink tank top, just like she'd said she would. "But when I got close, she turned around - and we both got the shock of our lives. I mean, I didn't know what to say. All I could think was, 'Oh my God! it's Mama!'" But the worst was yet to come. Just as the mortified mother and son realized the error of their ways, a patrolman passed by and cited them for visiting a restricted beach after dark. "Danny and I were so flustered, we blurted out the whole story to the cop," recalled matronly mom Nicole, 52. "The policeman wrote a report, a local TV station got hold of it - and the next thing we knew, our picture and our story was all over the 6 o'clock news. "People started pointing and laughing at us on the street - and they haven't stopped laughing since." The girl-crazy X-ray technician said he began flirting with normally straitlaced Nicole - who lives six miles away in a Marseilles suburb - while scouring the Internet for young ladies to put a little pizzazz in his life. "Mom called herself Sweet Juliette and I called myself The Prince of Pleasure, and unfortunately, neither one of us had any idea who the other was," said flabbergasted Daniel. "The conversations even got a little racy a couple of times. "But I really started to fall for her, because there seemed to be a sensitive side that you don't see in many girls. "She sent me poems she had written and told me about her dreams and desires, and it was really very romantic. "The truth is, I got to see a side of my mom I'd never seen before. I'm grateful for that." When starry-eyed Daniel asked Sweet Juliette to send him a picture, Nicole e-mailed him a photo of a curvy, half-clad cutie she'd scanned from a men's magazine. "The girl in the picture was so beautiful, I begged Juliette to meet me on the beach - and Mom said yes," he recalled. "Mom says she was falling for me, too, and she just wanted to meet me, even though she knew I'd be disappointed when I saw her. "As for me, I figured I was going to find the girl of my dreams. "I guess that's about as wrong as I've ever been." Daniel admits he and his mother could do little but stammer and stutter around each other for days after their cyberspace exploits came to light. And his father Paul - Nicole's husband of 27 years - wasn't too happy when the story hit the news and his beer-drinking buddies made him the butt of their jokes. "Dad was ticked for a while and he forbid Mom to talk to anybody on the Internet ever again," said embarrassed Daniel. what do u think somalizoners???

To realize The value of a sister or brother Ask someone Who doesn't have one. To realize The value of ten years: Ask a newly Divorced couple. To realize The value of four years: Ask a graduate. To realize The value of one year: Ask a student who Has failed a final exam. To realize The value of nine months: Ask a mother who gave birth to a still born. To realize The value of one month: Ask a mother who has given birth to A premature baby. To realize The value of one week: Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper. To realize The value of one hour: Ask the lovers who are waiting to Meet. To realize The value of one minute: Ask a person Who has missed the train, bus or plane. To realize The value of one-second: Ask a person Who has survived an accident... To! realize The value of one millisecond: Ask the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics Time waits for no one. Treasure every moment you have. You will treasure it even more when you can share it with someone special. To realize the value of a friend: Lose one. To realize the pain of hunger: Look around you, and you will see someone that does not have a meal for the day.

Our destination comes from God, our choices from within... to some extent we have control of the world we're living in. And the greatest choice that we can make will alter all our days... accepting God in our life and following His ways. So choose the things that serve Allah well, and try to understand... all the choices that we make must come from His command. Take careful thought in all you do, and run an honest race... for down the road, the time will come to see Him, face to face.

That's my work...100%

The old Somali adage, "A mother's purpose is to be a cook, laundrywoman, nurturer and wife to her husband," describes to some degree the traditional role of the women in Somaliland. Today Illiteracy is widespread in among women in Somaliland and While women's responsibilities in Somaliland society have drastically increased recently, the change has not been translated to an improvement in their status in society due to lack of education. Polygamy has also contributed to the increasing number of female breadwinners in Somaliland. Somalis follow Islamic tradition, which allows men to marry up to four wives provided they are able to support them. However, Somaliland's men are so poor that they can barely afford to support one wife. When a man marries several women, his wives are forced to take up an economic activity to sustain their families. Most men in Somaliland have forsaken their families and gotten hooked on khat. Somaliland is seriously ugly place to be, and is really not fair to allow the men to have four wifes when they can hardly support one... These men could have made a big difference to the country's living standards with all the money they spend on khat. I can only suggest that women's should educate themselves, and hopefully they will have a power to control the immorals against men.

"The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy." Dr. Martin Luther King It was one of these small, yet fine, contributions that escaped the attention of many people, let alone their appreciation. May 2 nd , the Day of the Students of Somaliland Universities, stands still up the debris of the civil wars and clan partisan. It is the new struggle of the students, by the students, for the students to cross the boundaries of clan geography divided amongst them to start building a future where unity, liberty, and human dignity prevail. It is an intellectual consortium, emotionally healthy endeavour, and spiritual communion of the young, or to use the buzzword of politicians and social entrepreneurs of the day even though rarely do they mean it, the future leaders of this nation and, hopefully, this continent. It is not in the intention of this paper to establish the history of this day. Nonetheless, the paper refers to some of the key events to create a fingertip feeling for those who missed the glory of this day! May 2 nd started small – from the mental workshop of a junior student at Amoud – and grew slowly – to bringing students on board and increasing the circle of influence day in and out. As a student, I have enjoyed their contribution as they put me to the grip of a tertiary education in a distance not 4km away from home, a distance I could cover in a thirty- minute walk! On the other hand, I have always felt the burden of shouldering the responsibility that comes with enjoying what the society has put together for us. Creating Hope For Tomorrow's Generation is probably the answer and the only option seeking unity in Somalia!