Diplomat For The Damned.

[BOB]

I'm a Somali but to others a declared savage

greed infested hearts driven to take my soul

my heart mourns and sinks into the darkness

many watched the execution of their loved ones

beloved mothers,fathers,sisters and brothers and called it a war

the innocent children that they killed cried in fear

the ones who fought to resist died of their daily terrors

they raped and burned those who were of beauty

I need an action to kill my past nightmares and bury my sorrow

selfish men never kept their promises to the motherland

all the lies and treaties they gave never held true

care they not of the suffering Somali souls that's you & me

tired of seeing my kind's bodies sway as they start to choke with hunger

i sit at the top of the mountain with a heart full of pain

i feel the earth & the sky cry as I try to reason with my destiny

my heart tells me to fight on but I am afraid we wont win

better to die with honour than with the shame of being a refugee

i help myself to my feet as i dance with the peaceful wind

the battle cry is one that stands out as I remember many fallen friends

these evil men will never keep their word so we must stay

and fight he who has tried to destroy our beautiful Somali name

though their guns are mighty and cause much death and destruction

we MUST ignore the pain and stand tall and be proud of being SOMALI.

 

May God Bless My Somali People and Somalia for it Hurts being a Somali...

 

Peace,Love & Unity.

[BOB]

A man's perspective:

 

I greet you my beloved on the mother earth

from which I, a man came to hear your name

your pulse of purpose is God given birth right

know the drum in me resound unchained

it speaks of ancient ancestry and tells your story

for your memory beyond the walls our forefathers built

like the brave sky of African summer mornings

traveling through time in one mind on where your thoughts begin

at that point of origin has a place reserved just for the Somali Queen in you

for the man in me will always respect the grounds you walk on

walk sister walk until the emblem of purpose

is sawn to a beauty that shines just for you

teach daughter teach whether hungry, tired or lonely

when your grace is neither seen nor your cries is heard

when truth slips through your fingers like the skin of the snake

play MOTHER play to forget the weight of the water that carry us

listen lover listen to mountains that speak without moving

lively yet peaceful as the life you carry inside you

sun baked as the one who lays sleep beside you

a feast of miracles awaits those who know you by name...A Woman.

 

Peace,Love & Unity.

[raula]

"walk sister walk until the emblem of purpose

is sawn to a beauty that shines just for you"

Indeed..everyone is here for a purpose. beautiful BOB..good to see ya.

[BOB]

I hail from the ancient land where poverty chose to reside

where ignorance infested minds tell deceitful tales

i swim in the waters where sharks and crocodiles dread to bath

where the soil is forced to bear the fruits of raped innocence.

 

I hail from the land where poetry is imprinted on your conscience

where poets paint picture perfect paradise inside hell with spoken word

where the greatest of minds came to embrace a lonely death.

 

I hail from the land where mothers feed their offspring with hatred

where fathers shed the blood of their loved ones

to quench the thirst of the devil they openly worship.

 

I hail from the land where love betrayed the last heart that believed in it

where romancing the dead became the daily deed of the living

where death is celebrated and mourned at birth.

 

I hail from the land where pharaohs came to rest and labeled it the best

where African dignity was conceived by the blood of the Darwish warriors

where love used to graze under the stars of brotherhood galaxy.

 

I hail from the land where I was born to learn how to earn

my peers learned to murder for the dime my friend earned.

 

I hail from the land where miracles come at a price only the poor can afford

where hunger and starvation became the remedy for the soul

where death and destruction became our legendary international anthem.

 

I hail from the land where dying young became part of parental prayers

where reaching puberty is a blessing only few live to rejoice.

 

I hail from the land where bullets rain and death reigns supreme

where my mother wept at my sight every time I laid my head on her lap

where my father prayed for my peaceful departure before the pain of my demise.

 

Now go on and Guess where I hail from.

 

Peace,Love & Unity.

[BOB]

Luck Be a Lady Tonight:

 

Bless the parents that led me from infancy to manhood

caress the many hearts that pounded with my love

guide my wishes to heavens and ease my worries

set my dreams free and paint my pain in rainbow colours

heal my deeply hidden scars and wash my sorrow away

let my mind wander in distant lands where I am expected

place my hopes for a better tomorrow in my destiny's palms

prevent my heart from bitterness for life is too short

protect me from the dark shadows that are stalking me

let not my mind drift into the uncertainty of idleness

keep my cherished thoughts from the lure of the wicked

unleash my restricted soul and help me retain it

guide my spirit to the sacred temple of god’s kingdom

carry my legacy to the golden palaces of humanity

Put my name beneath the noble mentor that's my father

kiss the feet of the humble flower that's my beloved mother

place the crown of dignity upon the head of my sisters

put the burden of fellowship upon the shoulders of my brothers

deliver my friends from the womb of grace & togetherness

for I finally found my life's purpose and to God I am grateful.

 

 

Peace,Love & Unity.

[BOB]

Somali Woman:

 

I wore your love today like a raggedy coat

for the feel how warm it once used to be

I wore your dignity beneath the tattered veil of darkness

far from the glaring bright stars in the night sky

I wore you today until touch reduced to the wetness

of a crumbled note left in your frail and tiny hands

I wore your unmistakable scent in today

but I am yet to taste the sweetness of your wet lips

head covered and eyes lowered to the grounds

charging up on the velvet hills of uncertainty, I see you

with a warm and genuine smile that belies your steel will

at dawn I see you with a baby on your solid Somali back

sweating for your siblings when draught attacks, I see you

the kiss of honour became the marks left by your fading foot prints

your veins as fists clenched with the burden of being a Somali woman

you fight for our Somali family and I for its legacy

you give grace to this deadly third world stench

my life is the fruition of unending and tense prayers

by women submitted to the annals of anonymity

choice is the ME in you while the voice is the YOU in me.

 

 

 

Peace,Love & Unity.

[BOB]

Luck Be a Lady Tonight: Part 2

 

Today I wished for happy thoughts and prayed for Paradise

today I dreamt of happy visions painted in bright colours

today I hoped for hope to carry my aspirations to heavens

today I imagined my soul as a flowing river with no boundary

today I cursed my luck for being my faithful companion

today I spoke ill of my destiny for killing the joy of being me

today I am ashamed of the shadows that follow me faithfully

today I sulked at the sight of how sorry my soul looks

today I failed to settle the debt owed me by despair

today I lowered my head with shame for one last time

for tonight I will pray to my creator for a peaceful tomorrow

tonight I will aim higher and reach greater heights

tonight my head will sail into depth of my beautiful imaginary scenes

tonight my heart will rejoice and glow with new life

tonight my mind will over flow with righteous thoughts

tonight I will be my shooting star and brighten my galaxy

tonight I will conquer my fears and raid my sorrow

tonight I will converse with my future and question the past

tonight I will lay sleep and dream of heaven like visions

for tonight the sky is fully decorated with the moon and the stars.

 

 

Peace,Love & Unity.

[BOB]

Lend Me Your Ears:

 

Listen as I bare my soul and speak for the heart

listen as I speak of my nation’s unspoken hurt

listen to the sweet sounds of sheikhs praying

listen to the happy sounds of innocent children playing

listen closely to what I hear which is our camel’s braying

listen to the pleas of our mothers in these trying times

listen to the cries of the fathers that war tarnished their dignity

listen to the bleeding earth I call home that is frying

listen to the tales told in their unmistakable familiar voice

look at all these blood spilled on their beloved soil

listen my people as I swear to tell you no lies

listen to my grief stricken soul that silently cries

listen not to the war drums of the evil men beating

listen to the last cries of the innocent child stop breathing

listen to the deafening groans from our motherland

listen to the cries & calls for help from the common man

listen not to the war cries from the deceitful conmen

listen me not but to your mourning Somali conscience

listen to the faceless voice inside your battered head

listen to the Somali footsteps coming from a distant land

listen to the peace storm that’s brewing beyond the clouds.

 

 

Peace,Love & Unity.

[Bess.]

For u I will come out of retirement....BOB bro....how u been? ur words r always awe inspiring ...plz continue....

thanks

beska haji....

[BOB]

Assalamu Caleykum W.W my beloved sister Besbaaso, pleased to hear you're Back!

 

 

Untitled:

 

The screams of my motherland haunt my aspirations

the suffering of my people fuel my frustrations

the cries of our bedridden children taunt my ears

the sight of my nation’s corpses feed my fears

the sorrow on mother’s face burn me beneath the surface

the tears running on father’s face provoke the man in me

the pain of my sisters’ slain over shadow my pride

their memories became an obstacle to my happiness

nightmares became part of my daily thoughts

despair became my faithful companion beside me

poverty became the culprit behind my starvation

draught is the expensive present the war brought

famine replaced the aura our pretty females possessed

through my veins runs the blood of every innocent life taken

and every little child lost and forgotten today

stopping to pray to God almighty for a way out

and every mother dropping to her knees over the pain

for LOVE’s sake what will we gain

from a million slain brothers and sisters a day

mothers in pain over the killings of brothers in vein

stuck in this game called life and for our only fate is to die

I’m stuck here pondering the same question over and over.

 

 

Peace,Love & Unity.

[BOB]

My Soulful Sermon:

 

If dreams were colours and daises the soil that's my motherland

know I would paint its walls with sacred visions

I would never be alone for I would present my feathers in heaven

with memories and joyful celebrations bound together

if our children lived on colours maybe things would've been better

if dreams equaled royalty my kind would've held the throne

if legends were to live forever I would live long enough

to see the day my neighbour's house is as big as my heart

if I had any tears left in these eyes of mine

I would shed them neither for my soul nor for hell

I would bestow that blessing upon my battered & bruised own kind

if I ever dream big may my people reap it's bountiful reward

I dream to trigger a renaissance rooted in our religious values

upon which my Islamic culture and somali nation is built

my peace & love be the first step along the path of reform

toward a joyful present and prosperous future for my kind.

 

Aamiin Ya Allah.

 

 

Peace,Love & Unity.

[BOB]

Written By : Ismail Yusuf "Babylon" a former Double D.

 

 

Lost and backtracked in shadows of the past

where voices are lost in an infinity of darkness

trapped in a void that can never be tapped

hiding away with no light to spark it

carried away on the palm of the lost

heat of the living, far and forgotten

buried today under the frozen earth deep with frost

the thump in my chest, long gone and rotten

no one can find those lost in their thoughts

waiting for this torture to come to a close

soon I will be judged on my life that was naught

but a premature destiny never to unfold

my soul seems cold the love faded black

no one there to hold except a bruised back

beaten over personality and quick reactions

how can my life be the best with out me?

I only look back to my childhood for satisfaction

ridiculed over things i say and thrashed on things i do

God if you hear me..i pray you help me please

as i silently scream out for your most glorious name.

 

 

Peace,Love & Unity.

[BOB]

If 2morrow Passed Be My:

 

 

Recite the noble verses from the last revelation

bury my sorrow beneath the glaring eyes of the stars

set my soul free by whispering

in the deep throughout my motherland

cleanse my flesh with my parental bloodline

prey on me not but rather pray for me instead

protect my legacy with my under fire ambition

tell my tales to the future generation of champions

bless me with your belief in this moment of grief

quench my thirst with Almighty’s wisdom

protect our dignity with the righteous rifle

be kind to our Somali kind in god’s kingdom

respect the masses that’s our Somali essence

lead by example for the lord loves a just soul

judge no one and condemn none to death

trust in Almighty’s oneness for he’s the sole king

praise none but Allah s.w & his beloved prophet

pardon me for my late night prayers for peace

mourn not my demise but rejoice my eventful life

relive my memories through my unfinished memoirs

if I departed in my lonesome from the mother earth

know I got tired of searching my soul and it’s mate.

 

 

Peace,Love & Unity.

[BOB]

Brothers in Pride:

 

My soul yearns for my brothers that destiny flew with

I listen to the whispers of the wind hoping to hear their familiar voices

I stare at Allah's creation praying to catch a glimpse of their friendly faces

I force feed my conscience with hope for a better tomorrow

while filling the void with my never ending longing

I roam aimlessly on these lonely streets in the distant land

Oh brother won't you lend my soul your helping hand

I found myself between these unforgiving feuding seasons

I call out your name for I ran out of reasons

I carry around my empty flesh without a single drop of blood

I pass on the torch of brotherhood but kept its burden

I walk bare feet beside the fearless warriors of the sun-baked soil

I help build the legacy of this sacred Somali name we share

by honouring our ancestral heritage I honour you and our kind

I stand beneath the tumbling mountain that is fate

I praise the path you've taken to save my sorry soul

our brotherhood mended by blood and blended with love

soothe my soul and I shall revive your broken spirit

like a flower blooming in May my eyes ought to rejoice your sight

heal my hidden scars and I shall restore your dream

for I am my lonesome without the sons & daughters of my beloved MOTHERLAND.

 

 

Peace,Love & Unity.

[BOB]

Forever I search wishing forever is what I find

i listen to the sugar merchant's tale

a new found home after ours' decline

for now is the time to set your sails

assign your ports where you see fit

and men shall trade upon your shores

and they shall say.."God, this is it!"

so take their tributes for they are yours

you prosper as the day goes by

and share whatever wealth received

steer away from men who ill advise

keep away from kings and queens deceived

a word of caution to those who go

let not the worldly riches let you rot

I ask the merchant how he knows

'Masha Allah, how could I have not?

i look towards the blood red sky for hope

as I travel these fearful enchanting seas

seeking forever hoping to find forever

before dawn I rise to realize tranquility I found

I stand before my creator and exclaim "Please forgive me".

 

 

Peace,Love & Unity.