This destination where neither planes or travel agents can claim,
an abode for the weary and dreamers
Will you come fly with me to this place called Moon
She is shy and only reveals herself in the night,
a bride in her wedding gown
waiting at the altar for her handsome groom,
This bright-eyed woman from this place called Moon.
Fly with me if you will,
but know that I don’t plan on returning,
rather I’ll spend my days in this place called Moon.
When I get older I know I’ll blessed
cause Lord knows how I survived these stress.
Whatever they were,
Neither fulfilled or sought
rather I spent my time running away from these morbid thoughts.
I hope when I get older
my essence may still be clean and remain pure.
When I get older,
I hope I can see it, smell it,and believe in it’s entirety
from sunrise to sunset and everything in between.
I write these words, straight from my heart
with the will to carry on.
To tomorrow and its offspring
Dream BIG and widen your horizon
Reality may be bleak but its just a reflection of our hearts
The good and the bad in it,
but dreams can be shaped
however you wish
and its yours to share or keep.
My name is Hasan Adan and the intention of creating this blogsite was to convey my thoughts and expression of the world around me. I am an African particularly from Somalia who lives in the Uk. I write poetry, short stories and plays. I love studying about history primarily African history as its been the most suppressed and whose history and legacies have been stolen, abused and whose children woefully ignore. In the field of history my influences are Dr. Cheik Anta Diop, Dr. John Henrik Clarke, Dr Yosef Ben Jochannan and many more. In relation to writing my biggest influences are Langston Hughes, James Baldwin, Zora Neale Hurston and many more writers. I cite these individuals because growing up I wasn’t conscious of the importance of seeing people who look like me and whose struggles were similar to mine and how important it is to honor and cherish our people and our collective history.