2011-10-04
Its buildings covered with bullet scars
For a reminder of what was
For a reminder of what was
Its roads dusty with bloodshed soil
To spark a memory of that heartbreaking toil
Its people live in fear and pain
Puzzled and wondering when will it rain
Its mothers due to malnutrition dies
Their babies in confusion cries
But Somalia’s hearts holds onto a rope
That gives me the impression they will never lose hope
Their content faces puts forth a smile
The warmth of which is felt from a mile
Never lose hope, never cry never fear
O Somalia help is near
Never despondent on the ground should you just lay
O Somalia the rains are not far away
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