nervous-chic Posted March 19, 2007 He dwells on what happened sits in coffee shops and argues strategic planning; he is the next politician at home, his wife works hard 12 hour shift plus cooking and feeding seven kids all under 12, all hungry for attentinon He dwells on what happened he was the king, the man of the house until one day rebels attacked, took his power lack of security, he can't protect them his children starved as he watched death would have been better he has to be strong he can't cry He dwells on what happened work is no longer important for his manhood is long gone upon entering this new land his wife is the head of the house she makes the money she says what is and what isn't lost are his duties no longer is he depended on He dwells lost soul in a new land hunted by the past sipping his tea he yells politics and rebels are what is important for he must make a difference even by argueing with one's like him who are hunted by their enemies He dwells in the past as his children scream for his attention they make the streets their home no daddy to stop them, no male role model as he relives yesterday he misses today for tomorrow will come with memories of whats gone Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
hodman Posted March 19, 2007 amazing insight into the biggest social ill of our community Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Pujah Posted March 19, 2007 He dwells in the past as his children scream for his attention they make the streets their home no daddy to stop them, no male role model as he relives yesterday he misses today for tomorrow will come with memories of whats gone Great observations… :cool: Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Instinct.Poet Posted March 20, 2007 Chorus (Adam Levine)] Uh, And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today. (ooooooooo) And I heard 'em say, nothin ever promised tomorrow today. (Nothing's ever promised tomorrow today.) But we'll find a way (And nothing lasts forever but be honest babe, it hurts but it may be the only way) Sory about the song quote.. As we struggles homeless distance apart who is to blame? Take the coin that life fliped you and walk away Simple Nomads tradition isn'r to be versatile. Beautiful peice though. Only the strong survives Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Rayxanatal jannah Posted March 20, 2007 WAAW! NICE GOOD WORK Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Kashafa Posted March 20, 2007 He dwells in the past as his children scream for his attention they make the streets their home no daddy to stop them, no male role model as he relives yesterday he misses today for tomorrow will come with memories of whats gone Very poignant. Living in the past sums it up too well. Great piece you have here, nervous chic Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
J.Lee Posted March 22, 2007 I like it very much. Nice drop. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
nervous-chic Posted March 23, 2007 thanks all....its a true epidemic in the somali men who live in mn. I don't know other states... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tahliil Posted March 25, 2007 Take the coin that life has fliped for you and walk away Simon says: Great creative poem and I applaude for the artistic attempt...but I am not feelin it. The above line sums it up all for me...Keep your head up... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
