The violence and chaos in Somalia sits heavy in my heart
Night after night I struggle to sleep, comfortably
While the echoes and unpleasant sound of the guns make it hard
For those in Somalia to sleep.
Intentionally, I force myself to disconnect
From brutal images of war
And, piling bodies of my people
So, I can go about my day
Without burdening my heart
Yet those in Somalia
Are forced to live with the brutality of war
Hatred lingers in the hearts of families
Who have lost loved ones
So, Children are taught to be violent
In order to fight violence.....
So, how can they ever have the luxury of forgetting the war
When war is just the reality of their lives?
And, how can I ever fathom the impact of war on them
When I am here - in a peaceful environment, trying to forget the images of war in my head?
How can I ever possibly understand?
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