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What separates you from the pack,
No man crosses paths without
A second snapshot turning back.

What separates you from the pack,
No man sets eye on you
Not subject to cupid’s arrow an attack.

What separates you from the pack
No man sits across
Without dropping jaws
Cherishing your face, smiles
That doesn’t  lack.

What separates you from the pack
When you walk
No man is blind
To you attire liquefying knack.

What separates you from the pack
You prove
An embodiment of beauty
Even if, offhand ,
You put on clothes
Made out of a sack. ///
Though beauty is on the eye of the beholder, there are ladies whom every man attests beautiful
What a sin
What a grave sin
A fox in
A sheep’s skin
Echoing the mob’s
Democracy-peace-and –unity-
Packed wish
Enunciating bright days
They will soon relinquish,
He touched
In every credulous heart
A sensitive cord,
Cognizant, an all-out support
To him
They will accord.

True, he basked under
Taps on the back
To his expectation ten fold
And laudations untold.

Nothing toothsome he left
In the political rhetoric dish,
With colorful diplomacy
He adored
To garnish,
So he made many
Their speculation
To relinquish.

He also won the international
Community’s “go ahead!”
Abstaining from
Their customarily
“We are afraid!”
They declared
“He has no fault!”
Smirking behind his back
“Congra a Trojan horse
We have got
Who buys all what
We say
Without a grain of salt,”

To solve the paradox
The mob must unmask
And chase
The fox,
A jackal
In a green pasture
Is unorthodox.//
Politics is a nasty game!
Aggression to reverse
Soldiers from ethnic group diverse
Marched to the front
To heroically confront
Mayhem, death-toll, terror
What not
Ill luck on its wake
Has brought.
Gallantly they fought
And the bellicose they taught,
As their wont
Disturb they could not
The territorial integrity of
An ancient nation
For its unity
That has been
Commanding attention.

Widows, orphans
And the bereaved lamented
On what them befell—on earth
Aggressors’-created hell.

A malleable generation
By political gamblers
Made blind to
Nation’s history
How sovereignty is maintained
By an all-out citizens’
Blood, bone, flesh, heart
And soil chemistry,
Sees the significance of
Nation’s unity
A mystery.

When the sun shines
One could make hay
But not on a rainy day,
“Let us unite
During rainy day
But when it is
A sunshine,
This ethnic enclave
And the benefit
That accrues there of
Solely belongs to
My likes and mine
Rest assured here
There is nothing thine!”
“We and they” mentality
And politics is what
This generation define!”

What if aggressors come back
With bitter lessons from
Previous experience
On their backpack
Could that for the deluded
Make the value of peace stark?
Our fate will be
True to the speech
“Unless we hung up together
We shall be hanged separately!”
Because enemies
Could put us asunder./////
Some pervert leaders who got a chance to lead the country tried to to thwart social fabric following colonizers formula.Now a generation is created that does not give a hoot about national feeling obsessed by one's ethnic group.
I met
A tall Somali girl
Hewed out of a chocolate
With a complexion
I never seen to date
Her milk & iron ball eyes
Having iris brown
With her snow white teeth
And skin
Make a super color blend
A strong message to send.

"I am sure
Such a mesmeric girl
You never beheld!"

With a C curve
She  likes to put her arms
On her perfume-bottom hips
Before the parting of
Full blown petal lips.

She swept me off my feet
On first attempt
Her to greet.

"Cute one
Do you know something
You are an angel minus a wing!"
She responded with
A loud laughter
That still in my head
Opts to ring.
We talked last night.Born in Somali land and grew up in Quatar.
It took me long
To bury
My much-cherished love
Adamant to let go
"My no other than you
Romance-packed song;
A song aiming at
Ramming home
A message strong
Inviolably  to you
I belong!"

This way to much
Water has passed
Under the bridge,
While in vain I labored
To give my love
A cutting edge.

At last, you said
"Though I feel flattered
I am afraid
Unequivocally I must
Deny you a go ahead.

I do not want you
To be a loser
With a fervent desire
To get closer."

Okay,so be it
Swallowing the
Bitter pill
Go forward
I will.

God willing
With my second best
I will proceed ahead
Laying my
Eye-opener love
To rest.
To my  younger colleague I advised that most of the time the eye-opner sight love do not turn out successful.He waited to get the girl he saw in college tens years back in vain.
Now out grown that love he is due to hug his child from a girl colleague.
Salivating at
His wife's best friend
"You are cute,
irresistible, mesmeric
... "
Her ears
He kept on to bend
Flower banquets to
Her house
He made a point to send.
At the end she said
" The day after
Tomorrow on the sly
Come to my home
True to your desire
You shall enjoy
The fruit you admire!
In the chimney
Igniting fire
Putting off the light
I will let you
Take delight.

To make tempting
The record moment
Of happiness under the blanket
I will put on nothing.
Like a banana minus a skin
I will let you a  felicity
You had never seen."

In the dim light
Quickly naked
He jumped into the bed.
He made haste
As he has no time to waste.

"What a sweet mango apple
That could be enjoyed by a couple
My dove
It is only you I love.
Had I though
I loved somebody else
My life was in a mess."

A resounding slap
That accompanied
"A cheater go to hell!"
Rang in his head a bell.

It was  with his wife
He slept in her friend's bed.

Double crossed
Crest fallen he began to
Hit the road
Telling himself
"I am a sod!"
To be fair sometimes Men should evaluate themselves from Women's angle.
Meeting a stranger
In a bus station
A housewife became
Tempered to cheat
On her husband
"It is alright
As it will be
One night stand!"

She found
The adulterous fling
A nice thing
Which must be kept going.
She began to say
"What could  my husband
possibly bring?"

The couples marriage
Went dangerously awry
When the husband continued
To beset her by
"Why, Why,...Why?"
"Didn't we vow
To stay united
Till we die?
I am afraid
In a fit of rage
I could make a revenge!"

The man who wandered into
Her life off guard to wholesale
Posses her
Continued to demand.
"After lunch we could
Attend a music band,
Before dinner
We could go to a cinema
In the village yonder,
For breakfast
We must drive
To the shore fast!

In vain she began to lament
"Do not hesitate
My peevish husband
Could 2 in 1 pierce us
With a bullet!"
So how can we
Go to another village
Or open
A new page?
Keep we better
Things under cover."

By the time
She got home with a bruise
And a fictitious answer
For ready use
To be accompanied by
The usual
"Give me a break?"
In their bedroom
She found her husband
With a noose
Around his neck
Written on his face
'Give me a break!"

Ironically
The rope was
The self same tie
Up on their marriage
She gifted him
"Forget you
I shall not
Till I die!"
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