A Poem for Mubarak

I’d like to dedicate the following poem to (president) Hosni Mubarak….

He’s climbin in your windows

He’s snatchin your people up

Tryna rape em so y’all need to

Hide your kids, hide your wife

Hide your kids, hide your wife

Hide your kids, hide your wife

And hide your husband cuz they’re rapin everybody out here

You don’t have to come and confess

We’re lookin for you

We gon find you we gon find you

So you can run and tell that,

Run and tell that

Run and tell that, homeboy

Home, home, homeboy

We got your t-shirt

You done left fingerprints and all

You are so dumb

You are really dumb–for real

You are really, really, really, really so dumb

So dumb, so dumb, so dumb, so

Bout 5’9″, 5’10”, Coffee complexion

Low cut like a Caesar with some little waves in his head

Clean cut, very smooth face

You are so dumb

You are really dumb–for real

You are really, really, really, really so dumb

We gon’ find you…

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Dear Egyptian People,

All is fair in Love and War.

Love,

World

*****

Dear Hosni Mubarak,

Dignity. Look it up in the dictionary.

Leave,

World

#reasonsmubarakislate

Some of my favorites:

 

1- ‎”Just Kidding!” #ReasonsMubarakIsLate

2- #reasonsmubarakislate he keeps getting interrupted by kanye west telling him that Cleopatra was the best egyptian leader of all times.

3- ‎#ReasonsMubarakislate Arguing about baggage allowance 4 his departure flight: “Excess luggage? But Ben Ali´s wife took 1.5 tons of gold!!”

4- He can’t find his blanky. #ReasonsMubarakIsLate

‎5- #ReasonsMubarakIsLate: Googling countires with the least youth population

6- Trying to become “Mayor of Egypt” on Foursquare. #ReasonsMubarakIsLate

7- Throwing darts on Mark Zuckerberg’s picture for creating that darn Facebook #ReasonsMubarakisLate

8- ‎#reasonsmubarakislate turn off heating – check. Passport – check. I’m sure I missing something? …….. Did I leave the iron on?

9- He’s trying to Google Map Saudi Arabia but forgot he shut down the internet. #ReasonsMubarakIsLate

10 – #ReasonsMubarakIsLate is that he’s busy reading all the #ReasonsMubarakIsLate tweets.

Split!

Although I am very happy for South Sudan to finally gain their independence from the condescending haters in the North, I am truly sad to see that we’ve lost such a vibrant part of ‘our’ Sudanese culture. Perhaps out of watching all the crazy politics lately, the most thing that stuck with me is the Prayer of Saint Francis read yesterday during the secession announcement. Perhaps it is because I have been in never ending zen state for the past few months, but it just seems that all the political news were noise, and the minute I heard this, I can finally hear humanity speak, not politics…and I sure like that.  Let’s hope this prayer will continue to be the spirit of the world’s newest country: South Sudan.

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.

Where there is hatred, let me sow love.

Where there is injury, pardon.

Where there is doubt, faith.

Where there is despair, hope.

Where there is darkness, light.

Where there is sadness, joy.

O Divine Master,

grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled, as to console;

to be understood, as to understand;

to be loved, as to love.

For it is in giving that we receive.

It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,

and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.

Amen.