My Children will do it differently

My Children Will Do it Differently.

Out of the ashes of Sahara desert

As they exhale and inhale over dinner

My children will do it Differently

Africa stands a aloof and low from the rest of the nation

My children will do it differently

Hunger became our neighbor

My children will do it differently

pouring our brothers blood became our pleasure

My children will do it differently

Politician became their weapon.

My children will do it differently

Africa ranks  low in economy , lowest in humanity

My children will do it differently

I see it coming

Pain is all we feel and grim is what we see

My children will do it differently

The flash of your father drilling freely in the nail river

I see a change

My children will do it differently

A new list of blessings and wishes to come

So in grief and weary do our heart bleed.

My children will do it differently

Yes Generations of people born and die.

events take their place.

But I SEE a CHANGE

My children will do it differently

I seen winds and waves of new generation

I have stood and watched them grow and glow

perfectly , correctly , Humanly, Economically, Wisely

OUR GENERATION WILL DO IT DIFFERENTLY.

Our LAME poem :)

my soul longs for your arrival, Your sound beats my heart , your presence tingles every cell in my vein, Thinking about you please all my pains,



knowing your by my side relaxes my mind,Having you in my life is no regrets

making you cry with happiness is my biggest goal
Butting smile into your face is my = everyday journey



i will always be there to defeat your nigh mare called loneliness


I will always keep falling in love with you


I will be by your side while you go through the journey of birth


I will be next to, to comfort you and  Cherish  you every ups and downs

Include the king in your life

“It is health that is real wealth and not pieces of gold and silver.”Mahatma Gandhi . Isn't it time to get what is good for us? Mango has been our heirloom in our family.  In this speech I will address the health benefit of mango, many ways it is served, and how it will change your life.

 

Mango is known for it is rich healthy nutrition and vitamin. In recent research study prove that mango fruit protects against colon, breast, leukemia and prostate cancers. Especially mango is very effect on breast and colon cancer. If you are a person who eats mango regularly you are protected against heart attack. Mango is anti-acne in which you would have a very smooth and beautiful skin. It's health benefit is endless the ways you could enjoy it is endless.

You could enjoy mango in many different ways. For the sour mango’s you could eat it with salt and spice which is amazing, mouth watering ways to enjoy it. You can also blend mango, milk, yogurt, and sugar to make incredible smoothie. You could enjoy mango in many ways. The way to enjoy mango is limitless. As many ways as you enjoy mango it will definitely have a very big impact in your life.

Mango has changed many peoples life. It doesn't just have physical health benefit it is also beneficial for the psychology. It will sparkle your day giving you full energy. For the people who are concerned with their looks certainally  mango will bring out your true beauty. Mango has changed many people's attitude, look, and personality. Once you are hooked,  you are set for life.

 The importance and beneficiary of mango to humanity is endless. It is healthy choice, there is many ways you could enjoy it and it will impact your life in an imaginable ways. Mango is known to be king of fruits. Don't you think it is time to include the king in your life?

Sincerely felt left fallin in love alone..

was it a mistake falling in love.

.not knowing love would be painful.

..yesterday you pretended smile for loving me ..

.this isnt what i wishes for in dreams...am so hurted..

.if loving you is a mistake

 then please let me live in dreams

and be single...

feel older then I am

Since I'm the youngest child of 6 , I always felt old compare to other kids. I started school when I was 9 years old. I felt like I was older then my classmates, even though some of them where older then I was. My mother brought me a doll when I was 6 or 7 . I use to play with them during the night under my blanket. I didn't want my family to see me, because I though I was old to play with dolls. I use to change the cartoon channel when someone walks in again I thought I was old for it. I was never out-side playing with the neighborhood kids. I use to watch them from the window and imagine my self playing with them. During lunch time, when my friends beg me to play with them "family game" I always player the mother character even though I use to love to play the daughter but I felt weird about it. Then they start calling me "GRANDMOTHER" I had an skeptical attitude about it .. but I was denying my age or questioning my age. Since I was told that I was born in the middle of the road, and my father and mother where opposing whether I was born on November or September? I doubted if they got the year right? I was always inside, spending time with my mother listening to the News. Approaching conversation with my siblings. And they always made my thought, a good one, thoughtful , exceptional. I mean I was young they could just ignore it and move on or worst tell me to shut up but that didn't happen.


That lifestyle is hunting me until today. I have friends that are older then me. I talk like an old lady there is no "fun" in my life.


I want to act silly once in a while. I want to wake up in the morning


sit down in my PJ' And watch family feud , Disney channel, cartoons, eat ice-cream just sit there, and fell sleep .. No worries about life No worries about the past nor the future. NO worries about school, about the family , money, or car, anything. JUST FOLLOW THE FLOW FREELY .. that is my fair-tale

Man who poured gasoline on his 17year old orphan wife

Faduma Abdi is a 17 year old girl that lives In Nairobi, Kenya fled from Somalia in 1990 when the civil war broke down.
  both her mother and father were killed during the Civil War. Since everyone of her family took their separate path that they believed was safe for them, she does not know where her siblings are right now.


   Faduma was married when she was 14, but her marriage was not successful, but their friendship thrived after the divorce. At the age of 17 she got married again. The friendship of her previous marriage persisted. Her husband was jealous of her previous husband.
    Her new husband was all she had . But to him she was not everything , she said, One morning while I was cooking breakfast the phone rank , while she was in the middle of the conversation ; he poured gas on me and lighted a match ; I suddenly start to burn and he locked the door on me and left . No one knows where he is now. There is no place in my body that is not burned, and I can not move my hands nor feed my self, and the pain that I feel keeps me from sleeping she said
She now Lives with a friend. She can not move her hands, because her skin are attached together due to lack of treatment. Chairs have to be placed between my hands she said when I am about to sleep .


She asks for help. I have no one she said. The only person in my life is now my nightmare.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=APFP6XQMNmM
This is a horrific video showing the handiwork of a deranged man who poured gasoline on his 17year old wife