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Ahmed Abdi Poem
Sword’s sharp edge attached side by side
One side a victor
Another side a villain
The sworn enemies, the bosom friends
And the sharp tongue between clinched teeth
With the paired edges that cuts both
At one end, wisdom of wits
While the other end unleashes the evil spirits
The life that is full of shows and shadows
The stride to strive towards a big ride
And the cruel hands of death at the offing
To be or not be
Time that rushes like a tide
One time, you are young and active
Another time, old and passive
One time walk tall and other stupors
The law with the sharp jaw that can bite both
One slit, confirm the crime
Another, confirm not the crime
To celebrate or celebrate not
And the love along the thin broken line full of tinges
One good trudge, hero
Another misstep, hate
Like matrimony hanging at balance
The torrent of punches to roll with
And the quest to be at par
And the hasty retreats, the quips and sound bites
Sometimes lemon to have lemonade or honey that maketh money
Copyright © Ahmed Abdi | Year Posted 2012
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Ahmed Abdi Poem
he tongue is our bank
To these ads and words we fathom
And this is what puts a man a sense of worth
And to the women a sense of rose
From the oratory we admire to the poetry we adore
Praise be our mother’s tongue that is our source
To raise our English that we purpose
Praise to our Lord Allah that is our force
It is him that gives us this strong
To this home and form we belong
But to this tongue once it goes wrong
And once it scorns what a human is born
To this character that you stroll upon
Do you know that once upon you be alone?
And that a day when you be scolded and you are gone
The ill you told, the bad feel you sold
And Hold your tongue Armageddon is just here
And be bold and don’t be so cold
Copyright © Ahmed Abdi | Year Posted 2014
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