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