In my country, Somalia, there is absolute disorder and no solution seems to be in the horizon although there are efforts to reconcile the warlords who destroyed this nation with greed and ananrchy.
To a warlord,
speaking is crime
pain is pleasure
terror is security
Chaos is stability
Abuse is respect
Death is an entertainment
Fire is water to kill fire
Ignorance is light
calamity is a fortune
This is the situation in which the Somalis are and we (I and a friend in the US, Faiza) are organizing international prayers for Somalia
Fellow authors at the den
please join us in this prayer
no matter where you are, who you are and what religion you believe in. I already know Somalia is in the prayers of Eileen and karla.
Thanks.
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Reviewed by fare good (Reader)
Reviewed on March 1, 2004
Oh heavenly father I come to you
in the name of thy sisters in brothers,
Abdi-Noor Mohamed
From a far way land. Oh thy father
the devil has claim victory
But thy Glory To God, I know that there
shall be no deliverance of those
who destroy the hope chest of your dreams.
Heavenly father
you said that within an ounce
of a mustard seed ask if you believe in thee
one God and it shall be done.
Oh thy Glory be upon your children that live in fear.
For every man that join together
no weapons shall form against thee.
Lord I love you and want you to come in my heart.
I come to you heavenly father to
protect my brother and the grounds
That you have ordained. Repeat the words
my brother Lord come into my heart, and
guide me through the fires of hell.
There shall be no more destruction
what God has ordain no man shall erase.
Within the bleeding fountains
strength shall prevail believing and
calling on thy God, being humble as
he work.
Rise my King the father is there continue to call on him
Be still and the words will come clear.
There is no solution upon the wick ness of t his land.
The power of thy God will clean it in the blank of an eye.
Believe humble and fast, be still as God works.
For every hand that shall join. Oh thy God of mercy
Shall hear your cry.
Reviewed by L M (Reader)
Reviewed on January 26, 2004
This is POWERFUL!
Reviewed by Debashish Haar (Reader)
Reviewed on January 26, 2004
This is so true and so powerful..I am really IMPRESSED by the brevity in your poem..Pls have a look at Devaluation of Life(written on similar lines)..
Debs
Oh yes Abdinoor, I have your country in prayer, and will make it special and also add it to the prayer boards! Please take care, and keep writing!Blessings to you...Eileen
Somalia is in my prayers, too. I pray for the people of Somalia every day, and I am sorry to hear that your country is in such disarray. I pray for peace and stability for your nation, and most of all, I pray for her PEOPLE! You are in my prayers and thoughts EVERY DAY!
Heartbreaking write; thanks for sharing, Abdi-Noor!
((((HUGS)))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :( >tears, tears,tears <
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in the name of thy sisters in brothers,
Abdi-Noor Mohamed
From a far way land. Oh thy father
the devil has claim victory
But thy Glory To God, I know that there
shall be no deliverance of those
who destroy the hope chest of your dreams.
Heavenly father
you said that within an ounce
of a mustard seed ask if you believe in thee
one God and it shall be done.
Oh thy Glory be upon your children that live in fear.
For every man that join together
no weapons shall form against thee.
Lord I love you and want you to come in my heart.
I come to you heavenly father to
protect my brother and the grounds
That you have ordained. Repeat the words
my brother Lord come into my heart, and
guide me through the fires of hell.
There shall be no more destruction
what God has ordain no man shall erase.
Within the bleeding fountains
strength shall prevail believing and
calling on thy God, being humble as
he work.
Rise my King the father is there continue to call on him
Be still and the words will come clear.
There is no solution upon the wick ness of t his land.
The power of thy God will clean it in the blank of an eye.
Believe humble and fast, be still as God works.
For every hand that shall join. Oh thy God of mercy
Shall hear your cry.
Debs
somalia and her people have been, and shall continue to be, in my prayers. i cannot imagine the horrors somalians have to endure on a daily basis.
powerfully rendered poem--excellence in writing!
(((((HUGS))))) and love,
karla. :( *and thank you for the mention*
Somalia is in my prayers, too. I pray for the people of Somalia every day, and I am sorry to hear that your country is in such disarray. I pray for peace and stability for your nation, and most of all, I pray for her PEOPLE! You are in my prayers and thoughts EVERY DAY!
Heartbreaking write; thanks for sharing, Abdi-Noor!
((((HUGS)))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :( >tears, tears,tears <