GO AWAY FROM MY COUNTRY by the greatest Somali Poet Dr. Toga
Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 3:30 pm
GO AWAY FROM MY COUNTRY
By: Togane Togane@sympatico.ca
In one of his most memorable letters to the British, The Sayyid did not mince words, bluntly and boldly he spoke Truth to the arrogant and ignorant British imperial power.
He wrote:
I want to rule my own country. I want to protect my own religion....
All you can get from me is war, nothing else….We ask for Allah’s
blessings. Allah is with me as I write this. If you want war, I am
happy; if you want peace, I am also content . But if you want peace,
go away from my country to your own.
Today the leaders of the Union of Islamic Courts
The inheritors of the mantle of Sayyid Mohamed Abdille Hassan
Have delivered the same message
To the Tigrinyan Tosspot
To the Tigrinyan Totalitarian
To Mickey Mouse Melles:
If you want peace, go away from our country to your own.
Don’t listen to what Yay & Ghedi are whispering in your eager ears.
This land is not yours!
Our creed
Our country
Are not for sale.
Just like the days of the Sayyid
Just like the days of yore
Just like the days of lore
There are two types of Somalis:
The foolish faithless few traitors who let themselves be led astray
Like Yay
Like Ghedi
Who have treason in their blood.
These Melles minion mental mules are a minuscule minority
Without merit
Without muscle
Without marrow
Without mind
Without might
Without main
Without moxie
Without marbles.
Yellow Yay & Ghastly Ghedi are on The Road to Damnation:
It is their lot
To limp along the road to hell led by the nose by Mendacious Melles
To trot in terror behind the enemy alien honky Kaffir infidel
To understand nothing
To be condemned to Madness
Like Bush
They are full of bushwa
Like Bush
Like Blair
Like Melles
It is their lot
To hate Islam & Muslims
To despise the Sharia Divine Law
To be the children of the Devil
Like the ill-mannered ******
It is their lot to be
The ofay’s Tool
The ofay’s Fool
The ofay’s Tonto
It is their lot
To shamelessly grovel at the feet of Mindless Melles
To be forever as asinine as asses
To be the houseboys of Bwana Bush
It is their lot
To butcher pigs for the Tigrinyan Tinhorn Tinpot Tyrant
To never be nauseated as they butcher pigs for bald bad porcine Melles
It is their lot
To mistake the hell-bound Crusader for the Prophet
It is their lot
To never breathe the Sweet Airs of Paradise
If Quisling Yay were a Muslim
He would loathe the Tigrinyan Transgressor
He would not be affectionately holding his hand right now in downtown Gal-ka-yo
Whispering sweet nothings in his eager ears
Calling him sweet soft names
Calling him:
Tigrinyan Ismail!
Our very own Dear Dude of ***** Ismail!
This is just as ridiculous as
When Perfide Albion!
When the British proclaimed
That they are the kissing cousins of the Warsangale *****!
Prompting the Sayyid to deadpan:
I did not know you Anglo Saxon SOBs also traced your ancestry back to our *****!
Are you trying now to steal towards me through my ancestors?
If Goofy Golem Ghedi were a Muslim
He would not be so proud of being
The most disliked donkey dummkopf of Somalia
The most despised dingbat of Somalia
The Tigrinyan’s Tonto
The Tigrinyan’s Toady
The Tigrinyan’s Fink
The Tigrinyan’s Floozy
The Tigrinyan’s Flunky
The Tigrinyan’s Lackey
The Tigrinyan’s lickspittle
Ghedi & Yay are hand in hand on The Road to Damnation
To lead Tigrinyan Apes in the Hell called Hawiyah!
Whereas we, the overwhelming majority of Somalis
At home and abroad and in the Galut
Aid and abet and comfort the leaders of the Union of Islamic Courts
Just like the worldwide Umma of the House of Islam
We hereby add our voice to their deafening chorus heard around the whole world:
Melles!
Go away from our country!
Go back to your own!
Our creed, Islam
Our country, Somalia
Are not for sale!
Allahu Akbar!
There is no power
There is no strength
Save in Allah!
Islam is our Faith
Islam is the Perennial Philosophy whose time is always Now!
Truth is come
Falsehood is vanished
For verily Falsehood is ever the vanisher
Melles!
This land is not yours to invade with impunity!
Like the Sayyid before us
Every Somali who loves Somalia is
On the Sayyid’s Road of Righteousness:
We are Muslims
We know Allah who delights in our steadfastness
We delight in His Sharia Divine Law
We will never forsake our Faith in Islam
Come Bush, Blair, or their Running Dog, Melles!
We will gladly Jihad
To defend our Faith
To defend our Fatherland
We are Muslims who proudly celebrate
The Genesis
The Genius
The Genealogy
The Geography
Of our Somali Race
We are the Muslims who are now saying
To Melles
To that Filthy Unbeliever
This land is not yours!
The Lord of hosts is our protector
If Allah is for us
Who is Monkey Macaque Melles?
If Allah is for us
Who dare be against us?
The Lord is on our side
We will not fear: What can man do unto us?
Not unto us, O Lord,
Not unto us
But unto Thy Name
Give victory
Give glory
For Thy mercy’s sake
For Thy Truth’s sake
The Lord of hosts is with us
The God of Jacob is
Our defense
Our refuge
Our redeemer
Our fortress
Our strength
Our shield
We will not me moved
We will not be afraid of the Yankee terror by night
Nor of the Tigrinyan arrow that flies by day
O Lord
Let the words of our mouths and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable in Thy sight
The Lord is our Light
The Lord is our Salvation
Whom shall we fear?
The Lord is the protector of our lives:
Of whom shall we be afraid?
Under the Tree-of-Good-Counsel
We Muslims talk turkey to each other without the tutoring
Of the Tigrinyan Trickster
Of the Tigrinyan Tick
Of the Tigrinyan Tyke
Of the Tigrinyan Twerp
We Muslims are always ready
To fight the good fight
To finish the course
To keep the Faith
We are the Muslims who boldly proclaim
The Lord is our Helper
We will never fear
What Melles shall do unto us
For like the Sayyid
Our portion is to walk in the company of the Sura of Watiin
Basking
In the blessing of Allah
In the bakshiish of Allah
In the praise of Allah
We are unbeatable
For we are united Somalis under the Shade of the Holy Quran
The Lord is our Helper
Every morning at dawn we Muslims lift our eyes
Unto Allah
Unto the hills
From whence comes our help
When the help of Allah comes from His holy hills
When the victory of Allah comes
You see as you do now
The people enter into the religion of Islam in droves
Praise Allah from whom all blessings flow
Praise Him all creatures here below
Now the Lord and his hosts fight upon our side
Now God & our good cause fight upon our side
Now God & good angels fight upon our side
As we fight against the enemies of Allah
Yay & Ghedi will soon lament:
Ya laytani kuntu turaba!
‘O would that I were earth!
The Tigrinyan Tyrant will fall in the height of all his false pride
Happy victory is ours!
What traitor hears me now and says not Amen?
------Mahamud Siad Togane
By: Togane Togane@sympatico.ca
In one of his most memorable letters to the British, The Sayyid did not mince words, bluntly and boldly he spoke Truth to the arrogant and ignorant British imperial power.
He wrote:
I want to rule my own country. I want to protect my own religion....
All you can get from me is war, nothing else….We ask for Allah’s
blessings. Allah is with me as I write this. If you want war, I am
happy; if you want peace, I am also content . But if you want peace,
go away from my country to your own.
Today the leaders of the Union of Islamic Courts
The inheritors of the mantle of Sayyid Mohamed Abdille Hassan
Have delivered the same message
To the Tigrinyan Tosspot
To the Tigrinyan Totalitarian
To Mickey Mouse Melles:
If you want peace, go away from our country to your own.
Don’t listen to what Yay & Ghedi are whispering in your eager ears.
This land is not yours!
Our creed
Our country
Are not for sale.
Just like the days of the Sayyid
Just like the days of yore
Just like the days of lore
There are two types of Somalis:
The foolish faithless few traitors who let themselves be led astray
Like Yay
Like Ghedi
Who have treason in their blood.
These Melles minion mental mules are a minuscule minority
Without merit
Without muscle
Without marrow
Without mind
Without might
Without main
Without moxie
Without marbles.
Yellow Yay & Ghastly Ghedi are on The Road to Damnation:
It is their lot
To limp along the road to hell led by the nose by Mendacious Melles
To trot in terror behind the enemy alien honky Kaffir infidel
To understand nothing
To be condemned to Madness
Like Bush
They are full of bushwa
Like Bush
Like Blair
Like Melles
It is their lot
To hate Islam & Muslims
To despise the Sharia Divine Law
To be the children of the Devil
Like the ill-mannered ******
It is their lot to be
The ofay’s Tool
The ofay’s Fool
The ofay’s Tonto
It is their lot
To shamelessly grovel at the feet of Mindless Melles
To be forever as asinine as asses
To be the houseboys of Bwana Bush
It is their lot
To butcher pigs for the Tigrinyan Tinhorn Tinpot Tyrant
To never be nauseated as they butcher pigs for bald bad porcine Melles
It is their lot
To mistake the hell-bound Crusader for the Prophet
It is their lot
To never breathe the Sweet Airs of Paradise
If Quisling Yay were a Muslim
He would loathe the Tigrinyan Transgressor
He would not be affectionately holding his hand right now in downtown Gal-ka-yo
Whispering sweet nothings in his eager ears
Calling him sweet soft names
Calling him:
Tigrinyan Ismail!
Our very own Dear Dude of ***** Ismail!
This is just as ridiculous as
When Perfide Albion!
When the British proclaimed
That they are the kissing cousins of the Warsangale *****!
Prompting the Sayyid to deadpan:
I did not know you Anglo Saxon SOBs also traced your ancestry back to our *****!
Are you trying now to steal towards me through my ancestors?
If Goofy Golem Ghedi were a Muslim
He would not be so proud of being
The most disliked donkey dummkopf of Somalia
The most despised dingbat of Somalia
The Tigrinyan’s Tonto
The Tigrinyan’s Toady
The Tigrinyan’s Fink
The Tigrinyan’s Floozy
The Tigrinyan’s Flunky
The Tigrinyan’s Lackey
The Tigrinyan’s lickspittle
Ghedi & Yay are hand in hand on The Road to Damnation
To lead Tigrinyan Apes in the Hell called Hawiyah!
Whereas we, the overwhelming majority of Somalis
At home and abroad and in the Galut
Aid and abet and comfort the leaders of the Union of Islamic Courts
Just like the worldwide Umma of the House of Islam
We hereby add our voice to their deafening chorus heard around the whole world:
Melles!
Go away from our country!
Go back to your own!
Our creed, Islam
Our country, Somalia
Are not for sale!
Allahu Akbar!
There is no power
There is no strength
Save in Allah!
Islam is our Faith
Islam is the Perennial Philosophy whose time is always Now!
Truth is come
Falsehood is vanished
For verily Falsehood is ever the vanisher
Melles!
This land is not yours to invade with impunity!
Like the Sayyid before us
Every Somali who loves Somalia is
On the Sayyid’s Road of Righteousness:
We are Muslims
We know Allah who delights in our steadfastness
We delight in His Sharia Divine Law
We will never forsake our Faith in Islam
Come Bush, Blair, or their Running Dog, Melles!
We will gladly Jihad
To defend our Faith
To defend our Fatherland
We are Muslims who proudly celebrate
The Genesis
The Genius
The Genealogy
The Geography
Of our Somali Race
We are the Muslims who are now saying
To Melles
To that Filthy Unbeliever
This land is not yours!
The Lord of hosts is our protector
If Allah is for us
Who is Monkey Macaque Melles?
If Allah is for us
Who dare be against us?
The Lord is on our side
We will not fear: What can man do unto us?
Not unto us, O Lord,
Not unto us
But unto Thy Name
Give victory
Give glory
For Thy mercy’s sake
For Thy Truth’s sake
The Lord of hosts is with us
The God of Jacob is
Our defense
Our refuge
Our redeemer
Our fortress
Our strength
Our shield
We will not me moved
We will not be afraid of the Yankee terror by night
Nor of the Tigrinyan arrow that flies by day
O Lord
Let the words of our mouths and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable in Thy sight
The Lord is our Light
The Lord is our Salvation
Whom shall we fear?
The Lord is the protector of our lives:
Of whom shall we be afraid?
Under the Tree-of-Good-Counsel
We Muslims talk turkey to each other without the tutoring
Of the Tigrinyan Trickster
Of the Tigrinyan Tick
Of the Tigrinyan Tyke
Of the Tigrinyan Twerp
We Muslims are always ready
To fight the good fight
To finish the course
To keep the Faith
We are the Muslims who boldly proclaim
The Lord is our Helper
We will never fear
What Melles shall do unto us
For like the Sayyid
Our portion is to walk in the company of the Sura of Watiin
Basking
In the blessing of Allah
In the bakshiish of Allah
In the praise of Allah
We are unbeatable
For we are united Somalis under the Shade of the Holy Quran
The Lord is our Helper
Every morning at dawn we Muslims lift our eyes
Unto Allah
Unto the hills
From whence comes our help
When the help of Allah comes from His holy hills
When the victory of Allah comes
You see as you do now
The people enter into the religion of Islam in droves
Praise Allah from whom all blessings flow
Praise Him all creatures here below
Now the Lord and his hosts fight upon our side
Now God & our good cause fight upon our side
Now God & good angels fight upon our side
As we fight against the enemies of Allah
Yay & Ghedi will soon lament:
Ya laytani kuntu turaba!
‘O would that I were earth!
The Tigrinyan Tyrant will fall in the height of all his false pride
Happy victory is ours!
What traitor hears me now and says not Amen?
------Mahamud Siad Togane
That is not possible...