A Hero Died For A Spoon Of A Medication
It is Apri 10, 2013 and I was preparing myself to welcome those angry spirits of my deceased Heroes, visiting back again our earth planet at May 18 to visualize and assess the New World Order of Mr.Silanyo. I sat perching on the edge of my defamed antique bed that was covered with a dirty bed sheet, and an old stinking blanket full of dust. Faint smiles with a chuckle related to the nightmares of Mr.Silanyo, were drifting into my gloomy face, occasionally. I am not exactly sure of what had prompted me back to a sudden trip of my past, old memory – stations. But there were assertive emotions pushing me to. Scrutinizing, reviving, and fetching up my old past history. Sifting through all the photos in my photo –album. Holding briefly each photo for a while searching for identity, before dropping it on the pile on my lap. Each picture evoked and reminded me, of a delightful or a sad event. Lastly and finally I picked up one photo specially buried deeply, deeply in my memory – box. As I focused on the picture’s faces; the faint smiles turned into agitated frown covered my whole face. A terrible regret, and repent, flashed through my mind. I stood up and stretched my cramping limbs. I noticed complete constriction in my throat and lack of saliva abstracted me tongue – tied, as a sign of stress and depression. It was the photo of Xaaji Axmed in 2009, behaving like a frightened chicken and hiding behind Mujahid, Axmed Xamerji. Using him as a human shield during the cross – fire of President Riyalle’s days of ruling. As an involuntary impulse the picture slipped out of my hand, lying to the dusty floor of my destitute bedroom. I glanced up the calendar and rewarded my memory back to the year of 2009; comparing our Hero of today to the ugly image of that scene. Amazing indeed ! how money and power blinds and corrupts people. Mr.Silanyo, if you don’t see yourself as part of the problem, you can’t be part of the solution. Every culture teaches this, a similar story. Joseph Campbell, an anthropologist and advisor of the star wars, called it” The Hero with a thousand faces.” The Hero starts his journey feeling mercy of external circumstances. By the end, he realizes that he is in control of his destiny. A good leader knows that he can choose how to behave, learn, and grow. He continued saying, “ coaching leaders all over the World, I learned how stories shape lives. Good stories inspire you, bad stories disempower you. The worst stories are the ones that have you as a victim. Heroes are not mythical characters. They are examples of you at your best. To deal with a problem effectively, put yourself in the picture. Think of it as your challenge. Take the difficulty as an opportunity to show your true colors. Become the Hero of the story, focus on what you can do to respond to your challenge. The inspiring question is not, “ why is this happening to me ! “ but “ what is the best I can do, when this happens to me? “ Don’t be a leader who would always blames external factors: regulations, competition, the economy, his employees, his opponents, and his peers. All these forces of excuses did impinge on his goals. It was the truth, but not the whole truth. The truth he refused to accept the one that blocked his growth, was that he was failed to respond to those forces in a bravely manner.
Frederic Douglass, a leader of the Abolitionist movement of slavery in America said, I would rather unite with anybody to do right and with nobody to do wrong. The pen of genius is to set his merits forth, like a guiding star on a stormy weather. Mr.Silanyo, Somalilanders are still enveloped in darkness, and we returned from the pursuit of the truth like a wearied and disheartened mother, after a tedious and unsuccessful search for her lost child, who returned weighed down with disappointment and sorrow. The most basic of all human needs is the need to listen. The best way to understand people is to listen to them. Story telling is the most powerful way to put ideas into the World today. If you tell me, it is an essay. If you show me, it is a story. If you talk to a man in a language he can understand, that goes to his head. If you talk to him in his own language, that goes to his heart. Authenticity: is the alignment of head, mouth, heart, thinking, saying, feeling, and doing the same thing consistently. This builds trust, and followers to love their leaders. Mr.Lance Secretan once said. There is no persuasiveness more effectual than transparency of a single heart, of a sincere life. Individuals play the game, but teams beat the odds. Alone we can do so little, together we can do so much. Life is ten percent what happens to you and ninety percent how you react to it. Your most unhappy customers are the greatest source of learning. When you are finished changing, you are finished. It is not the strongest of the species that survive, nor the most intelligent, but the most responsive to the change. The only way to do great work is to love the work you do. As a writer of this article, I have no special talents but I am just a simple citizen passionately curious to know who is, his leader? . Mr.Charles de Gaulle once said, “ a true leader always keeps an element of surprise up in his sleeve, which others can grasp but which keeps his public excited and breathless. Good surprise is the greatest gift which life can grant us. Disgraceful surprises stinks and destroys a leader and makes him an inept. “ Mr.Silanyo, being thankful to those who gave you their mandate is the highest form of thought, and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder. The essence of all beautiful arts, all great arts, is gratitude; not punishment and ingratitude. Leadership is doing the right things at the right time. That motto contradicts to you promoting and honoring your heroes after they had died for a tablet, or for a spoon of a medication. Don’t be atheist, Allah controls our destiny in the second life, not a perishable simple dictator like you. Give those stars and stripes to your clan related relatives that you had attended at their funeral ceremony. If your actions inspires others to live more, to dream more, to learn more, to live longer, to do more, and enjoy more, you are a leader. Mr.Neil Gaiman said, there is no one so blind as a leader who will not listen to his people. Because beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone. You have to respectand compensate your heroes while they are alive, not after the disaster of Malta. That is a scornful attitude and humiliation. But remember! We are all eyes and ears. Never expect me to put a bunch of flowers tomorrow on your tomb when you visit your grave; or me, to wear a mourning gown after you die. Xaaji Axmed, as you sow, so you will reap. I will recite your eulogy in a mood of disrespect, dismay, and in a faintness of heart. As you did to our Hero, mujahid yusuf Talabo and mujahid Mohamed Abdi Adan and many others.
Dear country men, how you expect our country to recruit patriots and nationalists that will sacrifice to us when we are in danger, if we label them only to their tribe or clan. Whenever a nationalist like Mohamed Hashi Elmi And Ibrahim Dhagawene is put in a corner, simply because he is an advocate for the silent majority, and our country’s welfare. We desert them, expecting his clan to react and fight for his rights. At the same time crying and praying for a good leader and a good teacher. That is a complete hypocrisy in rank and file. Every day and every year one of our heroes is alienated and put in exile; while we are indifferent and watching the scene in the day light. Instead we ululate by a tongue – ringing, simply because that hero has a labelling tag of another tribe. We must speak and talk sense. How long it will take us to grow wisely? Mr.Silanyo, without the sacrifice, and safeguard of our deceased hero, the late Mohamed Abdi Adan ( Dhan Cade ), you wouldn’t have had slept peacefully in your shaky, spider web palace. But this is not new to us, because ingratitude is Mr.Silanyo’s nature. Let every fool or a friend know that I have no the intention of targeting any specific tribe, but it is one of my fundamental rights to speak for anyone of our true heroes regardless to his creed or faith. If you don’t believe me; go and drink from the sea. Period!
Mr.Silanyo, thank you in advance for preparing the coffin of Ibrahim Dhagaweeybe and many others of the SNM veterans. William Arthur said, the pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails. When it is obvious that the goals can’t be reached, don’t adjust the goals, adjust the action steps. Don’t go where the path may lead, go instead where there is path and leave a trail. Mr.Silanyo, If you only have a hammer, you tend to see every problem as a nail. Beware of false knowledge, it is more dangerous than ignorance. Socrates said, experience is not what happens to you; it is what you do with what happens to you. Mr.Silanyo, always and every time you gather thorns for flowers. Mr.Michael Jordan, the basket baller once said,’ if you are trying to achieve something, there will be roadblocks. I have had them; everybody has had them. But obstacles don’t have to stop you. If you run into a wall, don’t turn around and give up. Figure out how to climb it, go through it, or work around.[ Mr.Nelson Mandela said, a good head and a good heart are always a formidable combination. A fool flatters himself, and a wise man flatters the fool.
Mr.Silanyo, a good leader who is indeed wise does not bid you to enter the house of his wisdom, but rather leads to the threshold of your mind. Experience is not what happens to you; it is what you do with what happens you, Socrates Al Xakiim said. Mr.Silanyo, you put Somaliland in a ditch of shame and disaster that can’t be recovered or healed so easily. You have taken the love of our and you put water in our veins. You have taken us back to square one of 1991. Your crack is too difficult to repair and impossible to bridge upon. You are an evil that was inflicted to us as a punishment from the merciful Allah.
I hate to say I told you, but I did.
Thank you for being totally ugly