Dedicated to Somalia

My Mum

My life

My country 

My Sight

 

I can't live without you

Knowing that i'm hurting you

Taking them people 

And making them refugees 

Doing nothing 'bout it

Just on with paying my fees

 

Is like I do care

But you think

That I don't

Fighting for mommy 

To be peaceful and withstanding

 

So now you hear 

Now you read me

I'm right here helping you 

Gain the loss you lost 

Through war and drought.

This poem is about: 
My country

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