Sunday, December 30, 2007

Sheik Mohammed Hussein Ali Al-Amoudi

Africans in general and Ethiopians in particular have produced one of the richest persons in the world. Sheik Dr. Mohammed Al-Amoudi is the richest man in Africa and one of the richest people in the Middle East. This by all standards is a remarkable and extraordinary achievement for the great son of Ethiopia and Saudi Arabia.
Mohammed Al-Amoudi and Oprah Winfrey are the only Black People on the list of billionaires. BET founder Bob Johnson is not even on the list. That makes Al-Amoudi the Richest Black Man on the Planet.
Sheik Mohammed Hussein Ali Al-Amoudi is also leading investor in Ethiopia. He leads the pace not only in terms of a massing wealth, but is also armored with the conviction stamp out the deep rooted and centuries old poverty from his beloved, Country. He once said,” I am the son of Ethiopia. Ethiopia is unique for me. And Mother needs special care.Eternal Love to Motherland - Ethiopia Read more @ eyasu solomon

Saturday, December 29, 2007

Feast of the Epiphany timqat

in Lalibela, Ethiopia clip I

timiqat in Lalibela, Ethiopia clip II

After the decline of the Axumite state, a new Christian dynasty emerged in the 12th century. This Zagwe dynasty made its capital in Roha, some hundreds of kilometres south of Axum.

According to a legendary account, King Lalibela was born in Roha. His name means 'the bee recognises its sovereignty'. God ordered him to build 10 monolithic churches, and gave him detailed instructions as to their construction and even their colours. When his brother Harbay abdicated, time had come for Lalibela to fulfil this command. Construction work began and is said to have been carried out with remarkable speed, which is scarcely surprising, for, according to legend, angels joined the labourers by day and in the night did double the amount of work which the men had done during the hours of daylight. worldheritagesite

Wednesday, December 26, 2007


( by Ethiopian Poet Laureate, Tsegaye Gebre-Medhin)

I am the first Earth Mother of all fertility
I am the Source I am the Nile I am the African I am the beginning
O Arabia, how could you so conveniently have forgotten
While your breath still hungs upon the threads of my springs
O Egypt, you prodigal daughter born from my first love
I am your Queen of the endless fresh waters
Who rested my head upon the arms of Narmer Ka Menes
When we joined in one our Upper and Lower Lands to create you
O Sudan, born out of the bossom of my being
How could you so conveniently count down
In miserable billions of petty cubic yards
The eternal drops of my life giving Nile to you
Beginning long before the earth fell from the eye ball of heaven,
O Nile, that gush out from my breath of life
Upon the throats of the billions of the Earth's thirsty multitudes,
O World, how could you so conveniently have forgotten
That I, your first fountain, I your ever Ethiopia
I your first life still survive for you?
I rise like the sun from the deepest core of the globe
I am the conquoror of scortching pestilences
I am the Ethiopia that "stretch her hands in supplication to God"
I am the mother of the tallest traveler on the longest journey on Earth

My name is Africa I am the mother of the Nile.
O Nile, my prodigal daughter on the wilderness of the desert
Bringing God's harmony to all brothers and sisters
And calming down their noises of brass in their endless nakednesses
O Nile, you are music that restore the rhythm of existance
Into the awkward stampeding of these Middle Eastern blindnesses
You are the irrigator that cultivate peace
From my Ethiopian sacred mountains of the sun
Across to nod on the East of Aden and across Sinai
Beyond Gibraltar into the heights of Mount Moriah
O Nile, my chosen sacrifice for universal peace offering
Upon whose gift the heritages of Meroe and Egypt
Still survive for the benefit of our lone World.
You are the proud daughter O Nile, who taught
The ancient world how to walk in upright grace
You are my prodigal daughter who saved and breast fed
Little lost Jacob whose brothers sold for food
You, who nurtured, fed and raised
The child prophet called Moses on your cradle,
You, who stretched out your helping hand and protected
The baby Christ from the slaughtering swords of their Herods,
O Nile, my infinite prodigal daughter
At whose feet mountains like Alexander bent
Their unbendable heads to drink from your life giving milk,
O Nile, at whose feet giants like Caesar Knelt
Conquerors like Napolean bowed
Their unbowable heads to partake from your imortal bounty.
O Nile, you are the majestic blood line of my African glory
That shower my blessings upon the starved of the world
You are the eloquence that ring the Ethiopian bell across the deaf world

are the gifted dancer of graceful rhythms
That harmonize with your sisters Etbara and shabale
With your brothers Awash and Juba
To fertilize the scorched sands of Arabia
O Nile, without your gift Mideterania shall be a rock of dead waters
And Sahara shall be a basket of skeletons
You are Africa's black soil that produce life
You are the milk that quench the thirsty multitudes
You are the messenger of my gospel, O Nile
That bring my abundant harvest to the mouth of the needy
You are the elegant pilgrim of my mercy.
You are the first fountain you are the first ever Ethiopia
You are the appeaser of the lustful greeds
You are the first Earth Mother of all fertility
Rising like the sun from the deepest core of the globe
You are the conquoror of the scortching pestilence
You are the source you the Africa you are the Ethiopia you are the Nile.