كلماتنا هي كل ما نملك، وهي ما نملك لنميز انفسنا بعضاً عن بعض، وهي ما يفرقنا عن باقي كائنات الله، الكلمات التي انعم الله علي خلقه بها لكي نستطيع أن نتخاطب مع بعض، ونعبر عن انفسنا، وان نعبر بصورة حضاريه، حيث نحترم بعضنا البعض. فحين نستعمل كلماتنا بصوره سلبيه، تصبح هذه الكلمات نقمة، ولا يجوز علي اي احد منا استعمالها بما لا يرضي الله، او يؤذي إنساناً اخر، فأذا حصل ذالك، وجب علي من بدر منه هذه الكلمات أن يقوم بواجبه وان يعتذر عما بدر منه، فهذا التصرف وهذه الكلمات لا تجوز ولا تصح في المجتمعات المتحضرة كمجتمعنا هذا

وأنا أأسف عن انه قد بدر مني كلمات لاتصح ولا يجب ان تبدر عن اي أحد مهما كان. وها هنا يكمن اعتذاري وأسفي عما بدر مني، وأني اريد ان اعبر عن اسفي بصورة شخصية وعلي المَلأ، وان امكن لي ان اعبر عن مدى أسفي فهذا إن شاء الله فيه تصحيح للخطأ العضيم الذي ارتكبته، وهذا الأمر في يديكم الكريمه و برحمتِ الراحم

 A Public Apology and Admission of Shame

In the recent past I have expressed myself with a very negative and hurtful words that are untrue and that is very wrong and disrespectful of me and it is not in my place to say these things and that is shameful and inexcusable of me or anybody to say such things, and although I have no excuse, I was speaking without thinking as I often do and just say things that come to mind without thinking of what they might hold, and that is wrong.  And I am extremely and humbly sorry and I apologies for any harm I have caused anybody and I recognize and expect fully your retribution towards me in any and all forms and I deserve it totally, and as I don’t expect to be pardoned (because I don’t deserve it). I also expect and deserve any future acts towards me as I do deserve them all and expect them in any and all forms because of what I had said and how very wrong and hurtful it was, and believe me when I say that I am truly and most humbly and fully sorry, and that I expect and accept your retribution as I deserve it fully. although I wish to withdraw from all social appearances and seclude myself away somewhere, but alas, I don’t now where to go, so I will stay here with my shame, humbly under your watchful eye, ready to receive what I deserve and have rightfully coming to me for what I have said. I would like to express that I am very sorry to one and all. And if there is a way for me to show that to all of you, let me know how, as I really did not want to hurt anybody with my unfair words, words that go against basic fairness, and do that in any way or form at all, as long as I dont get to hurt anyone anymore with my words.

As I wrote this in a frenzy of emotional stress, there will be some repetition and spelling mistakes.

Bountiful Lands

 Mournful and empty. The heavens squirting rain
Pipes the dust all along the plain
Does my stained soul still stand
Am I lost and wasted in God's land

But Now I Find

Yellow gold, black gold, diamonds and pearls
And all of what your soul might desires
Milk and honey, heavenly manna, golden strands
Fear not for these are bountiful lands

Travel My Feet

 

Tracing my steps from the northern shore
Over Al-Hajjar mountains I drive once more
In the water holes, I swim up and down
In the evermore mesmerizing Hatta town

Using the road less traveled I get to Al-Ain
In its healing waters, I linger yet again
Taking the scenic route up Jebel Hafeet
On its top I sit transfixed in my seat

Looking over the horizon forever I see
Green farms full of every type of tree
A city with people of the kindest kind
Loving, welcoming, warm and full of pride

Young Men Do Rise

 

Young men do rise
lift your voice, fill the skies
Let the UAE’s name ring
As you, the young, are aspiring
To show the world your ingenuity
Let them marvel at your creativity
While you dazzle them with artistry
The UAE’s young and their ability
While your sports shall be seen
On the ever echoing Green
Horse racing, golf, football and polo
Our youth are winners in a team or solo
Under pressure their spirits are always high
As they will always reach for the sky
From now until forevermore
Our youth will forever soar
Among strong nations far and wide
And always be full of pride

Sons of the Emarat

 

We are the shadow that come from light 

We are the sun after the long night

We are the battle engulfed in fight

We are the rain after the drought

We are the fire in the burning heart

We are the water quench the thirst

We are the answer to the plight

We are the sands of the desert

We are the sons of the Emarat

 

My Ancestors

Through the cosmic haze that is the clouds of SpaceTime my ancestors looked at me with a bittersweet smile and then said: .....well, somebody had to kill the Mammoth, somebody had to die in the battle, somebody had to slay the Gladiator. But, alas. "All fighters young all fighters must, consign to thee and come to dust".

Eulogium

{My Life} To A life well lived. Twice as long as it should have been, but half as short as I would have liked, and not a minute longer.  I dedicate thee to my sense of hummer; hummed, or dry, as it were.

A Local Voice

I was born in Dubai, my voice first broke between the creek and the gulf, it was carried on the northwesterly Shamal winds, over the rolling dunes of the Rub al-khali, to quench its thirst in the oasis of Liwa, then unto the stones of the Al-Hajar mountains to find its home on the cost of the gulf and like the dhow that sailed unhindered to the cost to find it's way back home to me.

The First Chapter: A Book With No Face!

It was my arrival at the end of my sentimental journey and upon getting some horizontal refreshment for the tired soul of an idle and vertical fellow that I discover, much to my astonishment, that my need to ride a dragon upon St. George was actually a metamorphosis of a soul entangled with the curiosities of it's time. So, blowing off the groundsills I start an extraordinary journey of internal self discovery and a love for the night physic, even if it was going to kill me. Nevertheless, putting the good foot forward to put the devil into hell, I start like all the good men that came before me, with the soul purpose of serving the long and hard tradition, that is to say, immediately.

A Cure For ....

Most ailments are curable. 

Except stupidity, 

for it has ailed who were meant to cure it.

I Went With the Wind

I went with the wind, for the wind took me

Blowing, growing, as it fiercely moved me

I fathomed not when it had finally freed me 

In your loving arms, that's where you'll find me

In Another Life

In another life, we should meet in air, me and you, I will make you my wife, or maybe that is just too daily life to you, anyway, till we meet again, in another life.

On Mind Duality, Logic and other fallacies

Once you eliminate all logical possibilities, what your left with, no matter how impossible, is the truth.

 

Bountiful Lands

Mournful and empty. The heavens squirting rain
Pipes the dust all along the plain
Does my stained soul still stand
Am I lost and wasted in this God forsaken land



Yellow gold, black gold, diamonds and pearls
And all of what your soul might desires
Milk and honey, heavenly manna, golden strands
Fear not for these are bountiful lands

The Unstoppable Man

Maybe you got here by yourself. Maybe somebody contrived to get you here, or maybe it was the forces of fate and consequence that drove you to this place. It could be that it just was your destiny. Anyway, you are here now. You are a broken man with all the broken man qualities and symptoms.

Life has left him a broken man and he fit the part perfectly. There was nothing about him that hinted at any sort of future. He was for all intents and purposes useless and broken, a man that has lived past his sell by date and their is nothing sadder than a once strong and proud man ending up broken and in despair.

But there is nothing more scary and dangerous than a man who has lost it all and has nothing more to lose, a broken man that still has some dignity and self awareness wanting to redeem himself.
Broken men seeking to reinvent themselves as men of consequence to leave their mark in history could be extremely dangerous, because when you have no future and want to make one for yourself coming from the depths of despair, then there is nothing that would could or indeed should stop you or get in your way. As you have left all values, morals, and ethics with your former self and therefore you would truly be the unstoppable man.

 

Happy Eid

People of the World: On these holy and blessed days I wish for you the best that I could ever wish for, which is for your warring and fighting to cease, and for your hatred and greed to end, and for your loving and caring to start.

Friends and Family: For you I wish for all that is humanly possible to be good and beneficial for you. I hope that you get all that you wish for, and that this does not diminish from your other good fortunes.

To the special ones: This is for you, and you know who you are, and you know what I wish for.

To one and all, happy Eid

Amber on Ember

Amber on embers glowing hot red

Rubies in diamonds sit on a head

Saffron with turmeric yellow in red

Hustling and bustling Souqs not dead

Creek-Side

I stood by the creek-side contemplating rain
Harvesting the seeds that yield the grain
Yet still I found myself yearning for more
Destiny made me the architect of this lore

Travel My Feet

Tracing my steps from the northern shore
Over Al-Hajjar mountains I drive once more
In the water holes, I swim up and down
In the evermore mesmerizing Hatta town

Using the road less traveled I get to Al-Ain
In its healing waters, I linger yet again
Taking the scenic route up Jebel Hafeet
On its top I sit transfixed in my seat

Looking over the horizon forever I see
Green farms full of every type of tree
A city with people of the kindest kind
Loving, welcoming, warm and full of pride