"I am the blood of this City"

Their eyes glaze, crystal gaze
Running amuck in my one turn maze
That one turn is the one turn u cant make
Come a little closer I am the state
I am the face, visage
My god complex its large
Some think im heartless, some think im hard
I think im boss so I press restart
Revive their minds then I take their hearts
Realign the lies that they take apart
Im on guard man, its bizarre and
I wonder why they even bothered this far man.
I should just feed them cake.
Leave the rest for me, and never mind the state
With no recipe, their condition is to chase
And serve my own will, I self propel
And contaminate the chaste

They say a good ruler knows the people
Well hey, I know that they simple minded and feeble
Need assistance from the wicked and help from the evil
While they the wick on the candle
Im the dame with the handle on a flame
Thrower burnin up paper to make a scandal
With their money in my I hand
Tuck doors with wet towels, don't touch the handles
I fire proof the land, and wire tap the vandals
Scoundrels.
I round em all up as they scream
Speakin bout good virtues and truths gone unseen
In the blacked out foul black markets of their dreams
I override their monarchs even chase out their queens
And I bust through rolling with semi auto-machines.
Its just a…..
Semi auto-cra-cy.

"I love the peace and I love the War"

I don't know what's happening this summer, but my eyes and my heart have evolved to house new points of view on a million and one things. From nationhood to my hood, my world has turned upside down, right side up, and sideways. I feel as though there isn't enough time to make things right. I don't know what I'm rushing for but time seems to be slipping from beneath me. I don't like that feeling, but I think its all for a good reason. I don't believe I can correct the ills of the world, I mean I can barely get through my own. But things bug me, why not share them with yall?

As I sit here writing this, I witness the bursts of blinding lights and explosive sounds that are the United States of America. I feel comfortable here, unusually at ease, and I'm OK with that. This nation celebrates its independence tonight, and I cant help but bitterly think of the independence my people lack. Just last week I received news of tyrannical "God-fearing" men subjugating my Somali brethren back home. With the World Cup taking place in South Africa this year, the African continent is unusually interested in the tournament out of sheer pride and jubilation. The fact that such an event would be held in Africa is stunning and in my opinion, about effin time! Some ignorant folks on the other hand find this event to be blasphemy to the highest degree. Don't ask me why. I don't know why anyone would think that. Generally people are supposed to be interested in Football/Soccer, not suffer unjust punishment or unbridled violence at the hands of gun-toting goons.

Long story short, a group of Somali men huddled around a small television set, eagerly anticipating the next goal in one of the matches, find themselves at the mercy of a radical terrorist group. I'm unsure of the details, but it was reported that some men were beaten violently and that some may have even been murdered. Also, this was a match watched in complete secrecy without the knowledge of the douche-bag squad which oppresses the people of Somalia. Mind you, I generally avoid listening to such news as it usually makes its way through the twisted grape-vines which stem from Somali mouths at home, to Somali ears abroad. But this news came from my uncle, a trustful source whose virtue I can vouch for. Football is the world's game, not some blasphemous activity. It certainly is not bad enough to warrant death or violence, but I guess misguided hearts can twist anything to suit their needs. But tell me, did peace somehow become evil and undesirable?
Just wondering.

The pic is cause Im confused, get wid it =)

From Zahra, with Love.