Yussif Ahmed Ibn Yussif

Like the embers She sparkles. Burning her way through glory Her flames, Threatening those who would devour her And welcoming the stars As they twinkle and dance to her tune   She blooms And blossoms Her craft, appealing Yet, thorny   A glance And her glows Are apparent   She who must be obeyed Yet, obstinate   She eats your pride And emits love Fuelling your ego To eternal shame   Her presence Send darkness parking She’d smile, wink And send you parking                             Yussif Ahmed Ibn Yussif                             ahmed.yussiph@gmail.com

The tallest man on the land leads But his vision is short Cut only to his crowns and clowns How the people of the land must be proud   Building caskets for his departure His plot, they continue to weave Soon, maybe a rapture Still, he continues to wave   Look to your right, to your left, below and above How abundant his actions continue to yield Fruits of his labour hanging above Let all race to the field   To soak themselves in the honey His royal majesty continues to hone                          Yussif Ahmed Ibn Yussif                          ahmed.yussiph@gmail.com

  Once again, the charcoal seller’s son has been disappointed. His hopes of wearing a white shirt, his symbol of triumph have been trashed. How pathetic though consolatory. The black stars have once again blackened our hearts. Sending disappointing chills down our spines. Pushing the most bitter tablet down our throats. For me, to an extent, this was expected but there was hope. Hope that the players would do all they could to relieve us from the trauma of many years. But as it turns out, they have proven that there is indeed nothing new under the sun. Believe me, some of the players really tried but others were absolute disappointments. Many are happy just because Uruguay is also going home. But just imagine if Uruguay had qualified for the next stage of the world cup competition. Imagine the atmosphere that would have engulfed this country. Imagine the tears in the eyes of Suarez were smiles of victory. We are only basking in the glory of others because it caused the ultimate d