A Dream Gone With The Wind
I wish I could have lyrics for poem or song, full of Irony and Sarcasm with a deadly weapon tongue like Mr.Gariye. A fair jury with iron – guts that calls a spade, a spade. An advocate for the silent majority, and a dedicated tireless volunteer for a positive , dramatic change, like Professor Gariye.
A fortune teller and an arm – reader, and a precisionist accurate, and sharp in his prediction. A clairvoyant and a sooth –Sayer that chats with the stars and interprets the whispering of the wind. A compassionate preacher with humble presence. A play – Writer and a dramatist with impressive and emblematic metaphor, with flowering language. A Somali Shakespearian and Rage Ugas of the present century, like Professor Hadrawe.
An alarming Sensor, and a genuine Icon for a revolting nation like Abwan, Abdi Qays. A figurative artist with immense imagination that has no boundary. A true Somali Philosopher with dynamic magnitude that borrows from no other culture. The first Torch – bearer who lit the first candle for our uprising like, Abwan Abdi Qays.
A traditionalist friendly with nature and the environment like Abwan Hassan Ganay. A cherished mentor and an inspiring role model for the Somali – Culture. A play – Writer with magnetic, elegant expressions that captures your imagination. A poet who touches the hearts of all walks of life, like Abwan Hassan Ganay.
Being a master of all those fatal tools and a trigger in hand. What you expect is nothing but smash and ash of the Spider – Web and it’s henchmen. For sure I will jump the gun.
What is the definition of the word ( Passport ) ? It is an official document issued by a Government, certifying the holder’s identity and citizenship. Entitling the holder to travel from his country to other country. All in all, it is an identity card that tells others, who you are and which country you belong to. Nowadays, it is an acquired pattern of behavior that we are accustomed to, from time to time. That the President, Mr.Silanyo and his cabinet ministers strike our minds with an equivocal, absurd ideas, and suggestions with contradicting dim views, that have more than one interpretation. Our President and his cabinet ministers are authorizing and legalizing the endorsement of Mogadishu Passport. At the same time, the constitution was dumped in the Garbage – Can, and the Parliament was dissolved. The opposition parties were dismantled and the traditional leaders from Mogadishu are assembling and presiding our traditional leaders and parliament with the concern of our Government. Going on the speed of light to open the dialogue of reunion and diplomatic contacts with a Government that has no mandate and represent nobody except their wallet and stomach. More disgustingly, the Government of Somaliland intentionally engaged the whole nation to be busy with worthless Municipality – Election that led to the renaissance of the Mother – In – Law from hell ( Tribalism ) dressing up again with it’s most attractive gown that was tailored by President Silanyo’s Government , for the first time after the local civil – war. Yet strangely enough, both the public and the Government are beating the drums of sovereignty and Independence of Somaliland as an Independent – State. What a mere – hoax and a sheer nonsense.
Dear country men, how on earth can we convince the International Community that we are serious about the Sovereignty of Somaliland ? While our President is holding the Passport of our hostile twin in Mogadishu. Mr.President, give me a break and put the shoe on the right foot. Above that, the whole country is run by ignorant Street – Gangs that is led by the wife of president Silanyo. A maffia – Group who knows nothing but to hoard money and wealth. Wearing ear –rings in the belief that it blinds the eye – sight of the masses. Instead of forwarding well cherished opinions and fruitful ideas, to uplift our hope and aspirations. They are stamping out dirty words through dirty mouths. Mr.President, in a world without walls and fences. Who needs windows and gates? Dear country men, let me ask the president. Did we give our mandate to Mr.Silanyo? Or did we elect his wife and the alien Herse – Gab to run the political affairs of the nation? I was never assuming or expecting that Somalilanders are that much dumb, and can be confessed by such a mere hoax. Our long standing dream has gone with the wind and our castle is threatened from the interior. We are our own enemy. Dear Somalilanders, we need urgently to unite our vital forces ; and build a protective barrier to shield us from their ill conceived scheme, which is the reunion with those wild beasts in Mogadishu that steals the gold teeth from the dead body. We must be in a hurry before the sky rains blood again like we had before. Those who attain to any marked degree of excellence in chosen pursuit must work, and work hard for it, peasant or prince.
Mr.Eckhart Tolle, the author of the ( Power Of Now ) in his new book titled as ( Stillness Speaks ) recommend us to be free from our destructive mind which is full of hatred, emotions, greed, and selfishness. In order to discover the great depth of the lasting peace, contentment, and serenity that is anchored deeply in our Inner – Soul of consciousness. So that to end our suffering to one another, as we, the human being to get rid of the habit of torturing each other. We must say ( No ) to the destructive mind of this regime that tells us repetitive noisy sound, disturbing thoughts; and Self – Serving clamoring for attention. We live in a wonderful, beautiful World full of charm, and glory. But few aliens like President Silanyo and Herse – Gab pollutes it with their destructive toxic – minds. We must think deeply and give thought to the awesome examples that our ancestors like your Grand – Dad, Ina – Sanwene had set for us in the treasure of our traditions. It is not a matter of joke. The destiny of a whole nation is in your hands. Think twice my dumb president before you shake our hearts with your shocking hidden secret agenda that is kept in your Paradox’s box. How you can silence the crying scream of thousands, if not millions of young generations when they discover your empty promises in the Breaking News of the media. That is a question crying for an answer. For sure, they will shake your shaky Oval – Office with a violent, and stormy, sweeping rage that can’t be stopped. What about the consequence of the curses of the religious clergy men and the crippled victims of the liberation army of the SNM Veterans. Above that, since 1991 we were rehearsing that we are utterly and solemnly a Sovereign – State that withdrew it’s Union with the Italian – Colony in Mogadishu. Teaching our future generation and kids the spirit, prospects, and aspirations of independence. Tasting the sweet flavor of freedom, democracy, and peace since then. Mr.Silanyo, how you dare to say to these young generation that you were acting a false concert of a mere hoax and deceit. That is a crying shame that can’t be ignored. I can bet you with my last penny.
Mr.Silanyo, your dark past is playing tricks on your mind. That is why our ears are full of wax, rubbish, and absurd ideas from your fruitless Think – Tank. The birds are grouchy in the morning because their bills are over due. The cows grazing in the field are not content. Serious Somalilanders have a hard time to decipher your ambiguous, equivocal codes that has more than one interpretation. Mr.Silanyo, be alert, watch out, you are not alone. You are under surveillance. The candid camera and the Tape – Recorder of history are set on. If you are sober. Be either a healthy Christian or a good Moslem. So far, your tools are working in other peoples garden in unfriendly hostile environment. Your people are not sure whether you are their foe or their friend. We want to know your true color and sincere intentions.
Professor Gariye once said: Dhadarbiga Dadweynuhu, Duufaanka Kama Dhacow, Doonyaha Dhirbaaxee.
Mr.Silanyo, you are a curse that was inflicted on us by the angry spirits of our dead heroes.