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Eritrea: Heroes Made of Steel (By FantiGhana)

The following was written by FantiGhana, a commenter at Awate Forum, two months ago. We liked the short story so much we thought of sharing it with you. FantiGhana, thank you for the story and noble feeling.//Awate Team.

Between 1979 -1982 I used to work for a Swedish-run clinic called Sudan Council of Churches. Well, in the Sudan. I was one of eighteen carefully selected health workers who shuttled from one refugee camp to another to diagnose and treat tuberculosis patients. We were known as “The TB Team.” The last and largest refugee camp I worked at was called UmseKaTa (0). My main responsibilities were to register new patients, home-visit existing patients (usually to check for members of the family for illness, but to also ensure that patients were taking their medication on time) and to give an injection when there is no one else designated.

One Saturday morning, a beautiful young lady shows up at the clinic carrying a child who was crying incessantly. As I was walking toward her, I asked why the child was crying. With a hint of a smile she replied, “I am here for you to tell me why she is crying.”

Instinctively, the word that flashed in my mind was ,“Tefaena.” But, sheepishly, I said, “I stand corrected, let me register her name quickly and we go from there.” She agreed. The adrenaline from being logically slapped still rushing in my vein I politely asked what the baby’s name was. She, quickly, answered, “Africa!”

I froze for a second, but I also thought she must have misheard me, so, pointing my pen toward the child, I repeated the question, and she repeated her answer, slower this time, “her name is Africa Selah.” I was shocked, intrigued, ecstatic, and somewhat envious.

My all time favorite name until that moment had been ‘Ethiopia’ given to an Eritrean woman. So, the ‘Harambe’ in me, still in excitement, I asked why in the world she named her child “Africa.” It was not me who named her, it was her crazy father! She replied.

I said, “it is the most beautiful name I have ever heard, and please, please, you must introduce me to this crazy father with such a creative mind.” She assured me that he will be happy to, and, sweeping the air with her hand toward my direction to indicate all the employees, she added, “he is like you anyway.”

Hoping to avenge the earlier slap, I tried, “Hakim kemana do Tsilul kemana” (1)?
She shyly yelled, “no, no, no, kemakhum mihur iyu, neAkhum eyu zimesil maletey iye” (2).

After a brief do-you-believe-me-yes-I-do stare at each other, we both turned our attention to Africa Selah.

Africa didn’t look ill to me, but I decided to ask for malaria and tuberculosis symptoms. As I was making notes, one of our half dozen patients who were waiting for a lab result (I am a little hazy on who it was, so it could have been one of my colleagues too), accurately diagnosed Africa just by looking at her and said, “absolutely nothing wrong with her, but she probably needs some water to drink.”

The patient was correct! Africa’s mother’s frantic reaction to fetch water, including quickly pulling one of her breasts out, was indescribable in any language. We, the whole people in the clinic, laughed until we were sick. You see, we all knew that the mother should have known to begin with, but we also knew that this was her first child and that she was very young herself, about 17 or 18 years old.

So, with eye contacts only, we all agreed that she should be forgiven. At the same time, I was the “Hakim,” I should have known as soon as I saw her, but I am a man, a very young man at that, so I was automatically forgiven too.

Except for the teary eyes and heartfelt laughs, we all shared that incredible moment in silence. The only sound came from the next hut when one of my colleagues shouted in Amharic “ere ebakachuh betun satefersew telo wuha sTwat” (3)!

Africa’s mother and I agreed to seal our friendship in front of everybody with the following terms: she made the best coffee I ever had when I visited their home later, and I came up with a convincing story about the nature of her visit to the clinic that day, so that “Selah won’t laugh at me for a month!”

Two hours later, Selah came to invite me to his home for lunch. Stretching my hand to greet him, I rhetorically asked, “you must be Selah.”

He replied, “Yes, I am, and you must be Girmawi Kedamawi.”

What? Well, the way my wife is preparing for your arrival you better be Haile Selassie or something! He couldn’t wait to find out what kind of favor she owed me. His smile and his sense of humor were disarming, and I was tempted, but I wanted to know about the coffee first, so, I asked him if she was making coffee too. Mr. Selah shoots himself on the foot by telling me that, “she is not only making coffee she even bought new coffee cups!”

It turned out that Selah was one of the very few survivors of Ona (meeting Ona survivor in those days had a special effect on me, but that is a story for another time). As you will learn shortly, Selah turned out to be a uniquely special person. He is Tigre-Eritrean who spoke Amharic fluently, and I am an Ethiopian Christian who could read and write Arabic (unheard of in those days), so, we became friends instantly. I, of course, couldn’t wait to ask him the question of the millennium, “Why did you name your daughter Africa?”

In the 70s, some Arab countries were kind enough to give student visas to the few Ona survivors, and Selah was one of them. Upon his arrival in Syria, he was standing behind a Sudanese traveler at the airport check out, and he noticed one of the Syrian guards telling the Sudanese passenger to pass through without searching him. However, the same guard searched Selah from head to toe before letting him through. Selah is very light skinned and fluent in Arabic who could easily pass for an Arab, but up to that point Selah didn’t make an issue of that little episode until what he heard next.

A second guard, who was observing the incoming passengers along with the searcher, pointed out to his colleague that he forgot to search the previous passenger. “No I didn’t forget to search him,” he replied, and with the most arrogant tone you can imagine he continued, “I just didn’t want to touch that Abid” (Slave).

Selah’s world turned upside down. He is too just-minded to ignore that, but too helpless in a foreign land to do anything about it either. He thought about it carefully, and he made up his mind to go back to the Sudan!

Selah came back to the Sudan with no real future to look forward to. He made that incredible sacrifice for his principle and integrity of what life should be about. No trace of any regret or anger! To him it was simply a matter of principle and the only thing one must always have. I tried to advise him to take his family and go back to Syria, if that visa was still valid. I was unsuccessful.

“SaHbi” (my friend), he began, “I can’t possibly live with a society that thinks that way! I understand that all Syrians may not be like that policeman, but nonetheless, I would always be looking for a negative attitude in every Syrian. Believe me if you always look for a negative attitude you will always find it, and that means you will die slowly, from the inside. Here I may be poor but I can laugh and live.”

Oh my, oh my! I was so mesmerized and didn’t know what to say to him next. You see, in those refugee camps we were supposed to be the miracle workers. Most of the refugees knew that we were there not just for the salary, but because we cared too. They see it in our eyes, in the amount and kind of hours we spend with them, and in the extra services we sometimes provided. But in that moment, sitting across from Selah, I felt like a mouse staring at a giraffe.

Those of you who are familiar with what life meant in the Sudan during those days, I am sure you can imagine the magnitude of Selah’s resolve. Nonetheless, life continued for Selah. He met his beautiful wife, and they were blessed with the most beautiful child they ever saw, and Selah named the child “Africa!”

Brothers and sisters, I was once fortunate enough to laugh with my friend and my teacher Selah.

At this stage of Eritrea’s never ending drama, in which the actors are now masked, I feel your pain, I understand your agony, but, please, please, do not ever despair. Not even for a moment. Eritrea is not made of clay. She is made of steel. She will survive, and, yes, she will come back roaring!

(0) I saw some people misspelling it Umsagata on Google, but it is the same place.
(1) Health worker like us or crazy like us.
(2) I meant he is educated like you. He is your type.
(3) Please somebody hurry and give her some water before she demolishes the hut.

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  • Amen

    Dear Hope@Awate
    When I used to the church after my day in school
    to learn theology and sing songs of praise when
    I was in junior high school……I used to wonder
    about the only 2 songs written in English out of
    the 485 songs written in GEEZ and Tigrigna…..
    And was always curious and wanted to investigate its
    meanings in Tigrigna………and it goes like this
    NO TURNING BACK (its title)
    No turning back
    I have decided
    to follow God ……..x2
    So it confirms my motto in school too that is
    When the going gets tough
    the tough gets G.O.I.N.G……..of Billy ocean song.

    • saay7


      The actual hymn is:

      “I have decided to follow Jesus… No turning back… The world behind me, the cross before me…”

      The other English hymn was “Onward Christian soldiers marching as to war, with the cross of Jesus…just as before.” Right?

      Check with students who attended Wengelawit in Geza Kenisha:)

      Told u before: one degree of separation…


      • Amen

        Good observation Saay !
        You are right it was like I have decided to folow jesus
        no turning back….no turning back…………….
        Thankyou very much for the correction
        I do not remember if it was wengelawit
        or capuchini after school just my friends
        want me to come and learn the Bible afterschool
        and socialize with.
        But my curiosity and wonder was why only two songs
        in English and how they do it in English. Anyways I didn’t
        stay and last long because of my preocupation with studies
        in high school AND my new jehova witness friend Yonathan.

  • Nitricc

    Haile what you’re calling
    diplomacy; people to people; state to
    state is nothing but hypocrisy; insincerity; duplicity and too two-facedness. That
    is what it is. You can kiss up all you want but you can hide the truth. Haile nothing
    wrong or abnormal about having a conflict with borders; nothing is unusual
    severing relationship between country and governments but what is unusual and
    right down criminal is refusing to honor
    about what you have agreed singed in front the world. But thanks
    to you people instead of holding the criminal TPLF to what they have signed and
    move forward; you elected to embolden; and encourage the criminal junta. I do
    understand when government’s short comings but I am not going to dismiss the
    truth. In my eye every Eritrean who empowered the TPLF evil plan no peace no war agenda is responsible to
    what happen in Eritrea for the last 7 to 8 years. Yes, equally responsible. If you
    had the courage to ask the TPLF to abide the internationally rendered verdict; not
    only lampadusa would ever have happened but Eritrea at this moment would have democratically
    elected government with functional constitution and with all her youth in peace
    and harmony. But no, there are people like Kokob selam, haile, semere and the
    rest of the kiss-ups who are conspiring to hold and extend the unfortunate and
    hard times of the people of Eritrea. In my book who ever supported the filthy weyane
    is/are the enemy of the people of Eritrea. So, my good friend Haile, your
    people to people bull sheet is that bull. sheet. When it comes shave to push, I
    am going to stick with my people and the truth. The truth is, your weyane
    refused to accept what they signed for. How hard is to see that fact? Haile!

    • Kokhob Selam

      Dear Nitricc, allow me to take stand till we see what my hero will reply you.

      01. first of all, you need to know one untold truth. no one will tell you except me because people don’t want to say it simply it is internal matter. I am going to say it- Eritrea still is in danger to be considered a nation my friend -since referendum (almost 100% yes) Eritrean people didn’t take breath but even worst than Ethiopia’s days. now I bet you, if referendum will take place the first people will say is move PFDJ first . internationally, ask other nations people and they will tell you, your are in deep shit (to use similar words of yours). so what legality of boarder are you talking about if you yourself is under illegal failed administration ?

      02. ok, go one asking about Badme legally, but does that mean you have to be in power forever? does that mean every sector of the nation should be paralyzed. does that mean the group in Asmara should kill everybody? does that mean they young should leave the nation ? etc.
      03.My friend every problem has an end. even during national struggle people to people (Eritreans and Ethiopians)don’t have problem. governments come and go, that has nothing to do with people and Habesha people at that.

      my friend don’t hate people, cure this sickness. leave alone for the dirty politics of PFDJ even if democratic and advanced government comes and may had some conflicts you should always be part of the solution. we both people are one family and nothing will change this truth.

  • Hope

    Ahlen Hakim Fanti Ghana(Nice African name too)
    Your consistent positive attitude,”brutal” honesty,truthfullness , charming and reconciliatory TONE have mesmerized me since I started reading you;and now,more than ever,you have made me to be your student of Regional and National Reconciliation.
    Kudos to you and may God bless you and enlighten you more so as to enlighten more of us..
    Yes,thanlk you,I am hopeful that at the end of the dark Tunnel,there wil be light and Eritrea and Eritreans will prevail and wil come back roaring.—Insh’Allah!

  • haileTG

    Hello Awatistas and tess

    መቸም እንታይ ክበሃል ኮይኑ፡ ኩሉ ንጉድ እዩ ዝበሃል እኮ ከም’ዚ ዝበለ ኣቱም ዓድና ፡-) እንሄልኩም’ሲ፡ እዚ ጉዳም ህግደፍ፡ ዘይውዕሎን ዘይገብሮን ስጊንጥር ኣሎ ክትብል ከቶ ዘይሕሰብ እዩ። ሕጂ እዚ ናይ ቦሎኛ’ስ ምስ ምንታይ ይጸብጸብ በሉ? ባዕሉ ጉድጓዱ ፊሒሩ፣ ቀባሮ ዓዲሙ፣ ናብ ቃሬዛ ሓኹሩ (ከም ወዲ-እሙ፡)፡ ሓፍ ፈጠቕ’ሲ፡ በሉ እንታይ የምጸኦ? ኣይ ዘሪጋ እንድዩ፡ በጋሚንዶ ካብ ዓንተቦ። ደሓን፡ ባዕሉ ኣሕለኽሊኹ ካብ ትነቑተላ ድማ፡ ንርእሱ ጽበቦ፡ ሃው ክብል ብዘይ መዳይቦ ፡-) በሉ’ስኪ እይተስተዋሕዱዋ፡ እዚ’ኣ ካብ ምርኢት ንጉሰ ወዲ እልፉ ዝተጨርመት፡ ሞት ሽፍታ ተላቕስ ያታ እያ። ተፈስሁላ ፡-)


    • haileTG

      …. and the second chop is a BRAND NEW song by the the powerful singer Hani Mehretab, a moral boosting song for all Eritrean justice seekers currently encircling hgdef in Bologna:-)

      Great song

  • Rodab

    Thumbs up Fanti. Good-hearted man.

  • Papillon

    Dear Fanti Ghana,

    I fell in love with the story when it first appeared in the forum and had to read it again where I could have easily confused you with Saleh Johar arguably the greatest Eritrean story teller ever. Please grace us more not only with your warm presence but with your beyond the storm insight as well.


    • Kokhob Selam

      and you, how do you put ideas? I wish I am around you to learn how to say my ideas. by the way you had home work in Jebana new page. please visit today.

      • Papillon

        Dearest Kokhob Selam,

        I am humbled by your kind words. Every time I see super-talented people like you, I float on imagination where Eritrea is immensely blessed not only with vital and strategic location but with the human capital as well where artists including poets who speak the language of the human condition (read: love, beauty and pain enter alia) would have made her the talk of the world had it not been for the menace who is in a mission to destroy everything and anything Eritrean.


  • Fanti Ghana

    Hello Nuradin, and thank

    Among several issues, I see what you mean about my inconsistency in this “badly
    written good story.”

    If I had to say I am “Ethiopian Christian” I should have said “Tigre-Eritrean
    Muslim,” but I took it for granted that since the name “Selah” is generally
    given to a Muslim person in our region I assumed that it is self-explanatory.
    In fact, the Tigre- part wouldn’t have been necessary either, but I was trying
    to show, at least in my mind, that he learned Amharic from effort not from
    proximity. I should have said “we had so much in common that we became friends
    right away,” but my excuse is that “I had lots of things going through my mind
    when I was writing that story.” When I started to write this story I meant it
    as a reply to a friend who, uncharacteristically, sounded frustrated that day,
    but it became too long for that, and too short and too poorly written to summit
    it as an article.

    About my favorite name: Ethiopia.

    There were some Eritrean women born during Eritrea-Ethiopia federation era who
    were named “Ethiopia.” I had a friend once who told me that he knew another
    Eritrean who was named “Ethiopia” also. There may be some historical truth to
    that. So, Nuradin, you must forgive me for being too selfish, but from my
    perspective, there is no name more beautiful than “Ethiopia” anywhere.

    • Amanuel Hidrat

      Selam Fanti Ghana,

      There is no need to apologize. The story is well written with its lesson. Nuradin should know better that “Saleh” is a name given to Muslim believers. It just wasn’t his day to drift the good story to an argumentative polemics. So again we really appreciate for sharing the story with us. Please stick with us.

      Amanuel Hidrat

    • saay7

      Fanti Ghana:

      You are one classy guy.

      In the bad old days of 1999, when our countries had gone slightly insane, I was at a “mekhete meeting” in the Bay Area, and in the question/comment section, an Eritrean lady stood up to comment and she began with “my name is Ethiopia….” There was a murmur in the hall, despite the fact that her message was conventional (“onward and forward let’s destroy our blood-enemey-Weyane..”etc. ) The guy next to me, a decent guy, could not understand: “her parents gave her the name, fine, but she had 8 years to change it to Eritrea!” he says, to no one in particular.

      Anyway, stay classy, Fanti.


    • Nuradin

      Dear Fanti,

      That is more than explanation. You’re rare human-being, one that has humility to concede a point (however silly it may be) and a decency to admit mistakes. Sorry to insinuate against you man. And thanks for the clarification.


  • haileTG

    Wow…what a powerful, eloquent and to the point poem!! Simply Amazing. ካላእ በዓል እዚኦም’ዶ ሃገሮም ምጠንጠኑ። ጠንጣኒኡ ትምጻእ ህግደፍ ኣረምየን!! Thanks brother Tess for sharing.

  • Mahmud Saleh

    To AwateTeam; Excellent editorial judgement, forward looking. I hope to see more constructive and bridge building participation from the Horn, particularly Ethiopians & Sudanese. My friend Fanti Ghana, I had expressed my appreciation when you first posted it as a comment; here again, I repeat it. I hope to read similar uplifting stories of the good aspects of human nature. Tormented by suffocating fog of bad news of conflicts and mistrust b/n & among peoples, sometimes, reading such types of stories reflecting on the brotherhood of mankind is soothing and healing.

  • haileTG

    Thank you AT for placing Fanti’s writing in its rightful place. I enjoyed it greatly when he put it out on the comments section and again now, great decision on that.

    I admire Fanti Ghana’s story telling style, very healthy, balanced and peaceful. What a skilled brother! I think his competence in this regard also radiates his loving and right minded perspective towards the fraternity of our peoples, something that ought to be treasured by all peace loving people in our part of the world.

    Thanks again for Fanti Ghana and the A team for a splendid work.


    • Kokhob Selam

      Aywa, that is another wonderful lesson I learn from Fanti Ghana. after enjoying the story, Fanti Ghana, himself came to my mind, I can’t put the feeling I got by any word. kindness, love and respect are all here to see. No matter what your nation is or what your religion is love always wins, and the victory is love again to every one. I want to say I love you million times to Fanti Ghana.

      • Nitricc

        You can’t have it both ways. The other day I asked you why you are a TPLF lover and you told me you believe in love and forgiveness. And you have for given the criminal TPLF. I did respond because I know you were just saying it to make happy the Tigryns do to kiss up. Then when I commented about PFDJ has no choice but to reform you strongly rejected the idea of accepting the reformed PFDJ. Now how is it you forgive, love and accept the criminals TPLF but you don’t your own blood PFDJ? I can just take it when hypocritically saying in here about love and respect. You keep saying it but you don’t believe on that thing.
        Why is it every one wants to mimic mother Tresa?

        • Kokhob Selam

          to make you happy I could say I also forgive PFDJ brother, but you can’t forgive while the crime is going on. it might look exaggeration, if I say to you I fought TPLF more than PFDJ as I had facilities and young body. I fought with them and all the bullets in my body are from both PFDJ and TPLF . if PFDJ era will end today within that very moment I will forgive them. in fact no single as person is my enemy even now. I know it is all the result of how we thought and still think that created PFDJ. I love you and I love them. and here let me announce (just in case I die before PFDJ removed) I forgive them in advance.

          • Amanuel Hidrat

            Dear Kokhob,

            They don’t have your heart, they are still living with bitterness. You are a good man dictated by the science of morals that deals with the principle of human duty. In your reply you have showed a good moral conduct conformed to the moral law and moral value, You have clearly showed what “the value of good human being is” to your brother Nitricc. I hope he will learn from it. I love your answer.

            Amanuel Hidrat

        • haileTG

          Oh duh…let me interrupt here Nitricc, TPLF/EPRDF/Ethiopian govt…have no say whatsoever on our lives. Mutual forgiving, understanding and moving on is not only smart but the only right way forward. What you guys call “kiss up” in the YPFDJ is known as cordial relationship in diplomacy and nation-to-nation or people-to-people or state-to-state interactions. PFDJ is another matter. It wishes to have a say and run our nation to the ground. If it is willing to get the hell out then we can forgive it and probably tip it too. But it needs “forgiveness” as in we bend low and it would mount the saddle on our back and ride us with its stupid slave system, yebarya sirAte mahber way of governance. That ain’t forgiveness, rather hard headed shallowness. Just my two cents worth.

        • Mahmud Saleh

          Ahlan Nitricc:
          How if we take out the TPLF, ELF, EPLF,PFDJ..OLF…from our equation and focus on people to people relations (of course, I am talking about the original article which became KS source of his comment).You are right to defend your position when attacked politically or in a partisan fashion like when Harbegna wayanay T.Kifle comes loaded, then I will be there with you, brother. I will give you a cover while you charge forward. ኣነ ሽፋን (ጉልባብ) ክገብረልካ እየ፡ ንስኻ ትጠጉግ (ወይ ብናይ ኤርትራውያን ኣዘራርባ ‘ትሃጅም’)። But here, no need to overreact, it is what all peace loving souls should welcome (such as this short story of FG which KS said liked it). TPLFand PFDJ are subject to their own deeds. They will live if accepted by people or die out if rejected. But peoples are bound to live next to each other long after we’re gone. Just for the heck of it, let’s have man to man talk,putting aside the bitterness of history, don’t you enjoy the peace by FG, would you tell if FG was an Ethiopian, Eritrean or Sudanese if he did not tell you? That’s the beauty of good story. It makes you get down to the moral and literary beauty rather than getting you spoiled by the identity of the person writing it.

          • Nitricc

            Mahmud my man; i think you may have miss read me. okay read it one more time and if you feel the same way then i owe you an explanation? i have no problem to be stand corrected.

  • Amanuel Hidrat

    Selam Nuradin,

    The story is about “saleh, his wife, and his child – Africa”. It is not about the story teller “Fanti Ghana”. You shouldn’t be sensitive about religion and name implications. This is the story of Saleh who was disgusted by the Syrian policemen’s attitude and showed us his resolve to live with his own people in the refugee camps, despite he had an opportunity to go anywhere from there, like all of us. Stay with the message than with the subliminal perception that might or might not induce from it.

    Amanuel Hidrat

    • Nuradin

      Ok Amanuel. I take your advice and take back “the subliminal perception” I infered from the article.

      Peace and love,

  • Nuradin

    The article is generally good and heart-warming, but this is what caught my attention: “He is Tigre-Eritrean who spoke Amharic fluently, and I am an Ethiopian Christian…”

    The Eritrean’s tribal lineage is emphasized and his religion left out; on the other hand, the Ethiopian is not Tigrean, Amharic, Oromo or the other ethnic that makeup present day Ethiopia, but “an Ethiopian Christian.”

    The writer’s other favorite name is “Ethiopia’ given to an Eritrean woman.”

    Minus this, the core of the article is sound, particularly this statement by Saleh: “Believe me if you always look for a negative attitude you will always find it, and that means you will die slowly, from the inside.” It seems the writer found the good of Eritreans through Saleh.

  • Kokhob Selam

    Thank you,
    starting from it’s title to the end, very wonderful poem. rich in contents and expression. please put it in our Jebana page, please.

  • Amanuel Hidrat

    Selam Fanti Ghana,

    I don’t know how I miss your comment. But this story is quite remarkable and quit telling the nature of Eritrean character that exhibited on “Saleh”s character and resolve, the father of “Africa”, who disgusted by the Syrian policeman. Here is the lesson we get from Saleh: “Believe me if you always look for a negative attitude you will always find it, and that means you will die slowly, from the inside.” Thank you Fanti Ghana for your reflection on the “resolve” of Saleh the father of “Africa.”.

    Amanuel Hidrat

    • Kokhob Selam

      thank you Amuni, always awaken and able to see things. I put a small poem for Saleh. enjoy it in new Jebana.

  • Ermias

    Fanti Ghana, I had read this story of yours in the comments section a little while ago (a couple months?). I read it again now. I will read it again and again. With this beautiful story, you give us hope, we can see light at the end of the tunnel. That hope has been hijacked for the time being but it will come alive one day, when DIA and his clique are weeded out.

  • Dawit

    Thank you for that beautiful story Girmawi Kedamawi.
    Eritreans in many refugee camps are going through hard time and this story is very uplifting and give us hope. Let us not forget about those courage s and brave people and support them.

  • Tesfabirhan WR

    Dear Awatistas,

    My brother is a good poem writer but I am not gifted with that. And today, I want to share my brother’s friend, who is equally gifted with such talents, a poem he sent to me from Sudan. Hope Kokob Selam will enjoy it.

    The title in english is, “Singers of Hell”

    መዛሙራን ገሃነም

    መጋርያ ግዜ ኣጒዶም
    ብጓህሪ ዕድመ ዝስሕኑ
    እከዮም ዘይፈተወ
    ንሕሰም ዝኹንኑ
    እናኽእከቡ ልቢሰብ ዝዘርዉ
    ገሃነም ክትከውን ዓዲ
    ብልቦም ዝሕልዉ

    ጣዕመ ቓና መዝሙር ሱባኤኦም
    ሓዘን ዘሪኡ ኣብ ልቢ ሰማዒኦም

    በሃግቲ ድብነት
    ነብያት ሽግር
    መልሓሱ ትቆረጽ
    ምሳኹም ዝመክር!

    ሓለንጋይ ሓወይ
    ጠጠዉ ልክዕ ህድሞ
    ዓዱ ዝገደፈ ገለ’ንተ ጠዓሞ
    ኣብ ባሕሪ ጓና ሕልሙ ዝተሰብረ
    ዓዱ ተኸሊኡ ግዳም ዝተቐብረ
    ኣብ ርእሱ ክትስዕስዑ ዓይኑ ከይነቖረ!
    እዋይ ሕሰም
    ክንዲ ጸሎት ፍትሓት ሓመድ ዓዱ
    ዳስ ተኺልኩም ኣብ ርእሱ ከተኹድዱ!

    ኪዱ ግዳይ ርሓቑ እይትረብሽዎ
    ኣብ ጉድጓድ ዝረኸቦ ሰላም ኣይትዝረግዎ!

    ውልዶ ቀላሚጦስ ሓፍተይ
    ኩሕሊ ምድሪ
    ማንካ ዘየልዓለት ካብዛ ዕምሪ
    ስጋኣ ንዓሳ ባሕሪ
    ዓጽማ ንመረት ኢታሊ
    ምስ ኮነ ደጊም አንታይ ትደልይዋ
    እዋእ ነዛ ተረፍ ዓሳ
    ንቡር ዘይረኸበት ሬሳ
    ሳዕስዒት’ዶ በሃግኩም ኣብ ርእሳ!

    በሃግቲ ድብነት ነብያት ሽግር
    ኣእጋሩ ይቆረጻ ምሳኹም ዝድብል!

    ዕሸል ወደይ ዘይቆጸረ መዓንጣ
    ዓሳ ዝተደሮ ዘይወጸ ከምሬሳ
    እንታይ ደለኹም ናብ ገምገሙ ትመጹ
    ኣዲኡ ክዝክር ከብዱ ክትህውጹ!

    በሉ ኣነስ ገዲፈኩም ከምቀደመይ
    ናብኡ ኣይትኺዱ ናብቲ ስፍራኦም
    ዓዶም ምስ ገደፉ ዝረኸብዎ ሰላሞም
    ከምቲ ምንባር ሙማት ከይተጽልእዎም!

    (ንደቂ ዓደይ)

    deki adey -he meant to my countrymen


  • Tesfabirhan WR

    Dear Awatistas,

    Tomorrow is time to weed-out PFDJ from whole Italy. What do you think if we participate with “Weed-Out PFDJ” slogan? I am going Bologna to voice for the voiceless and share my responsibility to weed-out from the long time strategic place of the tyrants.


  • Ezra Gebremedhin

    I am moved. I was in Sudan in the early eighties. And I do remember the camp Umsa Gata. This is a deep, human article. And it gives hope. Something we all need.

  • Kokhob Selam

    I enjoyed the article very much I went back to 1970’s. you remind me the men who reject slavery in all forms even at difficult times. thank you “Girmawi Kedamawi” don’t forget to visit my Jebana please.

  • Zula

    Waw, what a beautiful heart warming article. Thank you TA for publishing and thank you FantiGhana for sharing it with us.