What have I done wrong?
I used to be a city of peace
But now I am a den of war
I used to be a city of love
But now I am a cave of hatred
I used to be the center of unity
But now I am a mark of disunity
I used to be a living beauty
But now I am a dreadful f...iend
I am beaten and down-trodden
Gang-raped by Lords of War
Trampled upon by gunmen
Crushed by monsters of greed
Pounded with heavy artillery
But at the end of the tunnel
I see a glimmer of hope
Sparkling in all directions
I see a candle of peace
Glowing in the land of love
One day Somalia shall unite
I shall be consoled and cheered up
With palms that generate comfort
And my tears shall be wiped out
Before they dry in my eyes
Mané Mohamed
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