BOB Posted May 12, 2005 I am born to a unique race called Somali they aren't like the rest,they're simply the best i belong to a race that is a brave warrior understand my words and take them as an assurance my people are known for their mighty endurance my people are born winners and survivors my people are known to stand out as we are our own no one dare put a price on my people's soul and claim to own my people are born free and free they shall remain take a seat and about my people allow me to explain my people are the race of Sayyid Muhammed and his Darwish to keep their legacy alive is my ultimate wish Ahmed Gurey paved the way and passed on the torch if my people unite I promise you,to the heavens we touch today is my turn to finally lead my beloved people Gurey & Sayyid Muhammed philosophy is what I preach to my pupil my Somali people's history is second to none every nation in the world created its corrupt and false history listen to the whispers of the wind it tells my Somali people's story my people never worshipped no idols but Allah alone the infidel denies this and calls my people Mullah my people rather be a proud Mullah than a lousy Buddha. Peace,Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BOB Posted May 12, 2005 My people are proud,generous and righteous my people are philosophers but never Atheists my people are known visionaries and peacemakers my people are humble,kind and mindful my people are not the offspring of a nameless & exploited slave my people are not related to the evil human traffickers my people are on their own with their own identity through my people's footsteps you can trace our nationality my people are simply Somali and we refuse to be categorized my people don't need nobody's approval to be recognized through our eyes witness how deep my Somali roots is my people are the nephews & nieces of kings and queens the pure Somali blood that runs in my veins is witness Allah be my witness we are the children of humble nobles when my people move the whole earth shakes my people's laughter is as loud as a lion's roar my people always come out victorious in any war i fully trust and rely on my people's will of iron for my Somali people are strong as a LION. May Almighty God Bless My Somali People and My Motherland Somalia. Peace,Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
DeadlyVision Posted May 14, 2005 ... Seventy-Nine I opened my Eyes! And Realized. How the time flies- Dealing with cowards, Living wit'Lies! Killing for Pies. How I Passioned wit Tries. Fashioned in Styles. Cashing 'em Dice. Where Killers Surprise! Look in their Eyes. With fiction dey Stripe! With addiction dey Ride! DealyVision Life How We Like. ... Aaaaaa!and-am one of'em Types Get yo'Ego to Hide! And we Eagle da'Night! And we Sequel it Alike! See thriller tu'Fight. Heavey Weights we Equal tu'Lite. Damager, Popping Yo'Hype! Got No Vision. If U Lost In. All I Write~Right. Make sure my Troop's Alright-O'right! Tighter than a African Tribe. This'Fo. Rappers thatBight! Dey Loving my Logo: is! Am The Lion That Eats The Dog That BITE! >>jus'a'freebase<< Ease'ya'Face! ~1~ PME DV None Understand This, It's Like They've All Gone Brandish! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
BOB Posted May 14, 2005 DeadlyVision, Nice 1 My Brother... The land of my forefathers is bleeding from the deep wounds on her pretty flesh her forced entry shaped what became of my future it calls me with a voice filled with deep sorrow i can hear her cries begging me to follow the furore of her desire gave many men a heat it whispers into my innocent ears in the land of the broken mirrors there are two types of eyes one that can see beyond the flesh another blinded by the hatred lights where the ugly becomes divine with a heart filled with pride i choose to stick to what is mine with a heart too big for this vessel i choose to stick to my kind for my kind paid a high price of taking two steps away from Allah my kind murder each other for pride my kind cut the flesh of their own kind my kind chose to feed from the devil's plate my kind refuse to live closer to heaven the dead eyes of guilty men are blinded by the tears of history to love one another is the joy of heaven to deceive one another is the laughter of hell dear almighty give us a new pair of eyes to see the depth of my people's sin a healthy mind to end the pain the person I dreamed to be is the man I finally became today make my people hear my pleas so I can save them from the fires of Hell. Peace,Love & Unity. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Muhammad Posted May 20, 2005 a treasure - masha'allah! keep it raining BOB! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Mafia_Gal Posted September 10, 2005 woooow @ bob :eek: Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
NomadicQueen Posted November 2, 2005 pride is good...but so is disgust. I find that seeing how ugly something can be while still loving itis a real test of true love. Im sure you all have levels of disgust with Somalia and its people. Yet you write about its beauty in a time in history where you need a bull dozer to dig it out of the steaming sewage that is the war. So your optimism is greatly admired...i could use a spoonful myself. Hopefully your poem will rehabilatate me and cure my chronic indifference. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
