I Saw My People In My Dream

I Saw My People In My Dreams
After a long day as usual, I went to bed early last night. I went into a deep asleep right away. Dreams came down to me like a rain in a beautiful day. In my dreams I saw a lot of people in the thousands sitting in a beautiful garden resting and relaxing. They were all dressed nicely and looked healthy. I approached them and greeted. They looked at me and to my astonishment; many of the faces were familiar to me. Some smiled to me and that gave me the sign that many of them recognized me too. They invited me to sit down and I did. We had a little talk of this and that and eventually asked me about Awdal.
I told them that Awdal is shining like the sun and Awdalites are happy as they never had it before. I told them that a state was born and was named Somaliland. I told them that now Awdal has the best of all the Universities of Somaliland. I told that the people of Somaliland elected their son Dahir Rayale as the president and now enjoying the chair.
They then asked the faith of their killers the SNM. I told them that they only exist in name and call themselves as the Mujaahidiin but I call them Neo-Faqash. I told them that they no more exist and are sick and hated in the society. I also told them that they were included in the list of hallof world criminals. They asked me how that happened. I told them as per their admission; they drank their urine before their madness in Awdal. I told them after several years some of the neos got sick. The symptoms were new to the doctors and that got involved global study. The case was then head quartered at Amoud University. Doctors at Amoud then discovered that what they had in hand is a new disease which was not known in the world before. Amoud doctors clarified that the Neo-Faqashis were right. The disease was created by the drinking of the urine and named it as the Urine Intake Syndrome. I told them that there is no cure for it and that they are better off than their killers. I told them the neo-faqashis are all suffering, alienated and wondering around the streets of Hargeisa and Burco.
I told them that the government of Somaliland entertains them once a year. I told them that this was their week. But that is no big deal now because no body neither remembers the date nor celebrates except some who are still in their vicious circle of madness.
I told them the flag of the neo-faqashis is down and will never get up. I told them SNM madness in Awdal together with the Xabashis.A new world record was set which made the Neo-Faqashes to be the first group of the Somali race to lead a prominent enemy into a Somali soil. That deed will forever be in the hearts of Awdalies.I assured them that Awdalites are alert and promised that it will never happen again. I assured them that Awdal still loves peace and coexistence but will not over look anything. I assured them that Awdal still favors education. Before I woke up the last sentence I said was:
“Don’t worry Awdal stands guard for ever.”
I woke up, looked at my sides to see if anyone is around me. Found no one but me all alone in my bed. I realized that I was dreaming. Dreaming of the my people who massacred unjustly in the heart of Awdal by mad men who had no mercy for helpless children, old men and women Crazy men who were thirsty for genocide and killed indiscriminately. Crazy men, who disgracefully stripped their victims and stole their used cloths.

I then prayed for my people, from the bottom of my heart:Eeboow dad kaygii xaq darada loo xasuuqay naxariistaada ugu deeq.Eeboow intii xaq darada iyo dulmiga gaadhsiisay aduunka dushiisa kaga goo.Eebow intii ka hadhay deeqdaada ugu gargaarEeboow hooyooyinkii ilmadoodu dhulka qoysay, Neo-Faqashta dhimbiilo naara uga yeelEebow maatidii aabo la’aanta ay badeen kuwii aarsada ka yeel.

Aaaaaaaaammmmmmiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnn!!!!!

Osman Ahmed Haji Bahdon

Ottawa, Canada

obahdon@gamail.com