Yussuf Muktar Poems

O' Muslims; O' faithfuls; O' people of Mandera County,
Former dwelling with secure and well content
Whose provisions did come in abundance from every place
Through our filthy hands now turns ghost and gloom
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Flowers and light, therein I am found
Always happy, always flying
Beautifully colored, so is my mind
My wings and flaps carry no bombs
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I share my play in the wilderness,
Forested by bitter herbs and shrubs
I hide and seek in a sweet game,
With brethren, together born and bred!
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I blindly celebrate in a gloomy mood
As my right hand is chopped ruthlessly off
By the very left hand that stood nearer
In spoiling the good they could scoop
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I belong to the circle of the Wise;
Honored by age, privileged by time.
Necessity of unwarranted unity;
Hanging on a thin line of interest;
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Ripped apart, divided and ruled-
Our brave emperors turned slaves,
In favour of the deadly arch foe,
That always yearned for our blood.
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