We have dreamed many dreams that never came true. We watched them painfully vanish at every dawn. But we have realized enough dreams for Somalia. To make us want to keep dreaming on. We have prayed many prayers for Somalia even when no answers came. Though we waited long and patient. But answers have come …
Dear Somali youth. For many years. You sat all day by the bomb-shelled walls. Your future was massacred. Stolen from you. Your innocence too. You sat amongst people who lost their souls, and all hope. For 20 years, you watched the daily bombings, the killings. You lost your self worth and confidence. Your dignity had …
In Somalia, Full of Ambitions, We Are Rising Again. Read More »
Garowe, 6:50pm Long before TEDxMogadishu begun, we sat close together and even more closer to the wide screen projection infront of us. We were anxiously waiting for the speakers to start telling their stories. We were also hoping that the internet would not give us a problem and that the power would not cut. A group of …
A Day Of Live Streaming And Of Rekindled Memories: My Reflections On Tedxmogadishu 2014 Read More »
On my own humility. I credit my accomplishments to you all my family and friends. I want to thank you all from the depth of my heart for your support and for your enthusiasm. Thank you for making me go on even when I had doubts. Thank you for watching me through as I climbed …
I Credit My Accomplishments To My Family, Friends And Fans. Read More »
I am the sister of the martyr. I am the aunt of the potato seller at the local market. I am the daughter of the local sheikh. I am the injured of the revolution. The protester. The jailed. The detained. I am the tortured. The exiled. The kidnapped. The raped. I am the veiled. The …
Impeded. By the lengthy stretch of an arms reach. I regressed. To the abuse of a mind’s dominating preach. Hindered. By the limits of a watchful eye’s sight. I employed. The guidance of visionary’s perception and insight. Splintered. Free of the chain’s contrived by the influences of a culture’s con. I surrendered To the spiritual healing of …
It is doing and giving for somebody else on which all of life’s splendor depends. As you will see in Sahro Ahmed Koshin’s latest poetry book ‘The Sounds of Laughter: An Anthology of Poems from the Soul’, her poems and writing\’s, for a great part deal with this phenomenal. Sahro’s poems very often have the …
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On a fine golden morning. I found a singing dove. On the of floor of my verandah. It sang with such beauty and grace. It whistled pure harmonies. It played me a special tune. One of a deeper meaning. One with a deeper understanding. Of this chaotic weeping nation of mine The singing dove sung …
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