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Too bad there is no recorded version of it:

Will you see a man? Then behold me!
I am a Somali, as perfect in size and form
as Adam was, after God had breathed
into him his immortal soul. Look how
beautiful my curly hair is, and how majestic
I look when wrapped from head to
foot in my snow-white or jungle coloured
tobe, although there be sometimes only
one pie (a small piece of money) tied to
it. My house is the desert, and I am
born a free man. Free as the wind. I
know neither king nor master. I am as
Adam was, my own master and king. In
the jungle I tend my camels and sheep;
my only labour is to watch them feed.
In my kerrier, my wife, my dear slave,
does all the manual work, while tending
my offspring, and woe to her if she forgets
tp prepare my evening meal. The
jeedal (whip) shall then have its turn to
make her remember for next day. In
such a state is any man happier than I?

Very poorly translated .
There is no such a thing as " white as snow" in Somali.
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am
born a free man. Free as the wind. I
know neither king nor master. I am as
Adam was, my own master and king.

Such a man would never call his wife a slave , wether she is his "dear " slave or not .
She is what he is : born free !!

Oh one more thing , camels do not live in the "jungle"

Some white dude wrote that, and it wasn't intended as a compliment; it's more a comment on what white society required of white men.

Where did you find it?

Ina Baxar, it is relative... he might have said said white and they have translated it as snow-white to illustrate a picture to some of the words. But you are right, the translation is not top.

It would have been nice if they attached the original recording.

Grant, it is from an American newspaper.

Are you telling lme there is a Somali version of this?

One of the reason we emphasize on your "born free status" .."own master "..slave to only Allah " is unlike the rest of neighbours we never enslaved each other , nor been slave to any one .

Salaam,

My Wife, My dear Slave.
does all the manual work, while tending
my offspring, and woe to her if she forgets
tp prepare my evening meal. The
jeedal (whip) shall then have its turn to
make her remember for next day.



"I hope this 1903 Somali chant has been forgotten"

Warsan_Star_Muslimah wrote:Salaam,

My Wife, My dear Slave.
does all the manual work, while tending
my offspring, and woe to her if she forgets
tp prepare my evening meal. The
jeedal (whip) shall then have its turn to
make her remember for next day.



"I hope this 1903 Somali chant has been forgotten"

lol@ the whip making her remember for the next day. "Oh, she'll remember alright, the whip'll will make sure of that!"

Amethyst wrote:

Warsan_Star_Muslimah wrote:Salaam,

My Wife, My dear Slave.
does all the manual work, while tending
my offspring, and woe to her if she forgets
tp prepare my evening meal. The
jeedal (whip) shall then have its turn to
make her remember for next day.



"I hope this 1903 Somali chant has been forgotten"

lol@ the whip making her remember for the next day. "Oh, she'll remember alright, the whip'll will make sure of that!"

Forgotten, remembered...war nin oo whip kusoqate maxaad kasuge? You should grab it off him and beat his farax ass into a pulp...ok maybe call your brother or just run for it

Amethyst and Black Velvet,

marry nin duqa, then you can outrun him.

Call my brother, sheeko, if his 'ciid' there is no guarantee a 'naaya bax, bila edab'

As for beating him myself, well if I have the strength, why not? A taste of his own medicine.

Ewww so not only are you thinking of an old man but an old man with health problems? Warsan yaa habibti please reconsider your attraction to older men, amoo kaadhinta before todobada aad kabixin?

'ciid' you mean his qabiil? lol my brother doesn't even really understand what qabiil he is himself so that will not be an issue, the guy would get an A class ass whooping rest assured. You gotta love having brothers

black velvet wrote:

Amethyst wrote:

Warsan_Star_Muslimah wrote:Salaam,

My Wife, My dear Slave.
does all the manual work, while tending
my offspring, and woe to her if she forgets
tp prepare my evening meal. The
jeedal (whip) shall then have its turn to
make her remember for next day.



"I hope this 1903 Somali chant has been forgotten"

lol@ the whip making her remember for the next day. "Oh, she'll remember alright, the whip'll will make sure of that!"

Forgotten, remembered...war nin oo whip kusoqate maxaad kasuge? You should grab it off him and beat his farax ass into a pulp...ok maybe call your brother or just run for it

Dhib kaas oo dhan maxaa keene. Marku ku dilo kabacdi asigo meel iska fadhiyo intaa biyo ama saalid uu karkarisatid ka arso. After that na get another one to replace his sorry ass.

Warsan_Star_Muslimah wrote:Amethyst and Black Velvet,

marry nin duqa, then you can outrun him.

lol....macaaneey, I aint no kunta kinte, and I sure as hell aint no Toby! There are no pyramids being built here, this aint no ancient Rome...Xoog maxaaba meesha keenay? Maxaa u dilaa, uu ii ceerceersanaa, ama biyo ugu shubaa, (like ismahaan above ) why not opt for nin wanaag naga dhaxeyo, oo aan ku qanacsanahay, in the first place?. Some people set themselves up for failure from the getgo. Btw, I consider my own brother my cid, waxaa kale waa iska extra. He can beat his children up all he wants, kuwaas bii wax isku yihiin ee. lol.

Ismahan you is insane

Amethyst runtaa waaye, develop a waste-man-radar and steer clear

[quote="Warsame101"]Too bad there is no recorded version of it:

[b][i]Will you see a man? Then behold me!
I am a Somali, as perfect in size and form
as Adam was, after God had breathed
into him his immortal soul. Look how
beautiful my curly hair is, and how majestic
I look when wrapped from head to
foot in my snow-white or jungle coloured
tobe, although there be sometimes only
one pie (a small piece of money) tied to
it. My house is the desert, and I am
born a free man. Free as the wind. I
know neither king nor master. I am as
Adam was, my own master and king. In
the jungle I tend my camels and sheep;
my only labour is to watch them feed.
In my kerrier, my wife, my dear slave,
does all the manual work, while tending
my offspring, and woe to her if she forgets
tp prepare my evening meal. The
jeedal (whip) shall then have its turn to
make her remember for next day. In
such a state is any man happier than I?[/i][/b]

[img]http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u111/Warsame101/ImSomali.jpg[/img][/quote]\



I am...sorry.... Did Cilmiile ..write this distasteful, domestic abuse,chauvinistic, self lovng antifeminist poem?