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This is awareness for my people lately the younger generation are misbehaving and the parents are tired of it 👀....
A typical Somali who learns English or any European language sometimes starts to believe he has outgrown his parents, his people, and his culture. Yet every time I cross paths with Somali people by accident, there’s tension. Other communities smile at each other, greet each other, connect—even briefly. But we often avoid one another, as if we’re strangers, as if our own reflection threatens us.
Whatever pain you’ve carried, whatever disappointment you’ve faced, that does not give you the right to judge or project onto me. I am not your past, and I am not the people who hurt you. Meet me with respect—or simply keep your distance.
I understand how DNA works. No matter how much you run from who you are, your identity will always follow you. You can’t erase it, rewrite it, or trade it in. And you shouldn’t want to. When I see you, I look at you normally—I’m not playing those pointless games of pretending to be above my own people.
Somalis, it’s time to wake up. Stop acting like your own culture is a burden. Stand with each other. Build something real—your dreams, your community, your future, your country.
Because without your culture, without your stories, without your language—you’re empty. Rootless. Lost.
Face your inner demons. Reclaim your identity. Honor where you come from.
I hope we all heal from the things we never speak about. And I hope the new generation grows proud of their origins—proud of Somalia, proud of themselves.
Somalia ha noolato.
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2025-11-25 16:20:44