Friday, June 3, 2011

The dangers of tribalism

It is simple as this
My tribe is my pride
So, I slay oppositions
And, I keep what I have inside
When I question my thoughts
My feelings and pain
It is all in vain
For Somalia will never change
My tribe is my face
My tribe is my heart
So never question the contradictions
Or how me and they are not different
Or why his face and my face
Were bred from two sisters
This is more than religion
Or a petty decision
When tribes collide
It's time to survive
My elder is the guide
The leader of my clan
Wisdon and integrity in the form of a man
My life is my tribe
That's out of my hands
And, when I die
I die....only for my tribe.

Zack Ahmed
Copyright © 2011

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