"My Somali prince" He walks by smelling of onions and suugo Smelling of warm home cooked food.My Somali prince Wears pants that hang on his non-existing behind, he walks by Not noticing me staring at his oh so tiny ankles and spaghetti legs.My Somali prince Glances back and blinds me with a forehead so shiny and so big it could only belong toMy Somali prince.With colourful Macawiss and qaa d in his mouth he sits under a tree Enjoying the fine summer breeze under the shade My Somali prince Drinks cola, smokes and chews the earthly leaves all at once Only taking a break to share a story or two with his pals My Somali prince“I love you” I say and he replies “naa kir, waxaas Malaga yaqaano halkaan”With tears in my eyes I look at his forehead and walk on by, praying god to bless
MY SOMALI PRINCE....