Saturday, April 24, 2010

Poem by X

My dreams are evident
my struggle so true,
I dream of a better world for me and you,
Where my children can grow, strong and healthy, where they can nourish
their brains, with knowledge that makes them wealthy.
Where they can live without fear of persecution, and where one day
they can come to the conclusion: this is my land, this is my soil, I
belong here, its something THEY can never spoil,
this my parents built for me, this I'll protect for an eternity,
this is me and everything I stand for, this is my home, everything and so much more. This is my land, and
united we stand, this is your turn, let's show them what we can.
- Somalia, my homeland.

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