Nation, city and town; Do we have them in Somalia? Bosaso is a town in the heart of the semi-autonomous state of Puntland and it is where I stay now for a brief visit. The scenario is the same in all towns of the county and Bosaso is just an example to show how other Somali towns look like.
Somalia is a nation without a nation
It is a nation without a national unity
There is no place you can call a nation
As the nation lives in a nation of war
Mogadishu is a city without a city
It is a city merged within the city
There is no place you can call a city
As the city has crumbled over a city
Bosaso is a town without a town
It's a town within a town of no town
There is no place you can call a town
As the town has yet to have a town center
A sad state of affairs Abdi Noor! I read that the united nations is going to help Somalia, but I think that remains to be seen,since their credibility is in the gutter! I continue to pray for your situation!
From the poem, I see that your beautiful Somalia is lost within herself. How she must cry.
This is a wonderful poem that expresses much, Abdi-Noor. Stay safe in your travels.
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on April 21, 2007
Africa makes me crazy. In a couple of hundred years America has done wonders, with our help, we give more help to Africa, but greed greed greed, in a nation full of natural resources, the leaders have a lot to answer for. Much of Africa was far better off within the Empire.
I sometimes wonder what would have happened if Che had made it over before the Americans killed him...
The last line says it all, a town without a town center. A local government without leaders?? Sad, sad, sad--you and your family, as ever, remain in my prayers.
A Nation without a Nation
A Town without a Town
A City without a City
About time we Somalis acknowledged our sins. Judgement Day is around the corner. And God sees and hears all things.
Safi
Reviewed by J M (Reader)
Reviewed on April 21, 2007
Thia is sad when a community of people live in such surrounding and hopeless war raging and no one to support them powerful yet very simply stated. Well done.
peace,
Josie
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Thank you brother Abdinoor.
Abdullahi
Love,
Eileen
This is a wonderful poem that expresses much, Abdi-Noor. Stay safe in your travels.
I sometimes wonder what would have happened if Che had made it over before the Americans killed him...
Bom Bhole!
Roshan
The last line says it all, a town without a town center. A local government without leaders?? Sad, sad, sad--you and your family, as ever, remain in my prayers.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
It is a nation without a national unity
I hope you find it soon.
A Town without a Town
A City without a City
About time we Somalis acknowledged our sins. Judgement Day is around the corner. And God sees and hears all things.
Safi
peace,
Josie