gaal gurey is the famous oromo leader, who led the oromo sub-clans, and in the 1820s he gal gurey and the oromo tried to invade somali galbeed. but my boy, wiilwaal and his followers kick their assess.
anyway!
here's the famous "wiilwaal" poem in English
If i present plainly, in a word or two,
A short account of myself and of my life
You will all you have to say to me
With no one contradicting
"You are telling the truth indeed!"
When i was a boy, with no share yet in the affairs of men
I used to fill my ear, as if it were a vessel.
With the preaching of sheikh's,
With the advice of my old parents,
And with their words of guidance
Concerning the path of the holy faith.
Thus rightly counselled, I had an aim in mind.
A good cleric was what i would become!
I acquired for myself the implements of true piety-
A vessel for ablutions, the holy book,
And a very good mat for prayers-
Yet still you called me wiilwaal, crazy lad!
And then it happened
That the fighting you were engaged in
Planted a desire in me
To show my solidarity with other men,
And if I had not bridled my horse weyrax. the rager
Nor held the shining spears and the shield of rhinoceros hide.
If I had not cried, "onward,men!" as i launched an attack
At the first breaking of dawn's light,
And if I had not then hewn "gurey" into quarters-
The enemy would have overrun our country!
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