Hooyoy Macaan (My sweet motherland; Vidoe)

[RedSea]

Hooyoy Macaan, Check it out below.

 

[BOB]

Nice 1 My Brother...Thanks for sharing. Salam Aleikum W.W.

 

 

My Motherland:

 

 

Motherland wanted a water birth so dirt

in exchange she wouldn't desert us when we cried

just a mere grain of sand for our homeland

the salt in her tears washed over her open womb

a grateful child that's still alive and dried bones grown

reciting verses from a note-worthy poem's tomb

discarded and torn through the pages of history

like the mystery murder of the unborn babies

the brutal & painful rape of the future princesses

families and cities on the move towards misery

forced me to write on graves and stoned ghosts

in my coastal city of Kismayo turned into caves

my deceived nation remain slaves to a dead culture

fed to vultures for guns and chains by few evil souls

drugged villages and scholars slain to silence the truth

bragging about whose crack came first and pure

but what was Somali flesh before post-mortem

has been stained red perfected into full Somali blood

its effect is millions of microphones went unchecked

I chose to be the one to resuscitate the buried mix tapes of the truth

while they drunk with sleep and break of dawn gets carried away

to the ashes of the devil's beat they fired like clay

my Somalia is boxed in and when the gun boom hit the streets of my town

the Angel of death dusted off its feet

to the sound of bullets raining and souls dying

love swept away and brotherhood lying bleeding to death

hatred and battles seated at the table of peace

my nation smoked pipe lines and got high with hatred

I spoke of love and the hatred rain flowed off

my Somali tongue twisted letting my anger grow

I am told birds don't fly over my old town

my old pigeons don't associate their mates

new danger came as soon as the town found mortars

I miss my Calanley where drums were pierced

then spears looped through the lion skin

and every area you went had live shows

the chant can't be electronic if you connect sticks as click tracks

and relax to the respected spirits that came correct

could you pass the gates and slap your chest

like Gorilla Units who pound their fists?

I quit proving it's hard to resist my old Somali music

when even Darwin insists his institutionalized theory

can kick it into the next broken record evolution.

 

 

Peace,Love & Unity.

[Dhubad.]

Here is another beautiful slides:

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nRLbfmGfYmU

[Che -Guevara]

Tanug Yu guys.

 

 

Happyt Birthday , Somalia

 

Hopefully, brighter days are days ahead.

 

Sorry we have failed you.