Somalia Voice Poem

When people think of Somalia they usually think of black
Black skin, black oil, but what black really means is people who are attacked
Oppression, violence, famine, disease, sadly these are all facts
And all these things are what my country, Somalia, attracts

I want to ask the world a question, I want to ask for protection
From these pirates who bring oppression, killing and showing a bad impression
We don't have a stable government, our country is not going in a certain direction
There is more I must mention: Our condition is worse than it was in The Great Depression

We are struggling to survive and it is really tough
Living life here is pretty rough
The water and food here is not enough
We are like prisoners, stuck here with handcuffs

UAE is giving 1 million dollar cash prizes to winners of horse races
They have extra money, I wish we could switch places
They can donate some, that will at least cover our minimum wages
But we are here with no money, dealing with the discrasist racists

You cannot imagine what world I am living in
No one is aware, they are just making jokes about my skin
We cannot find food, we have to look in trash bins
I want the world to know, and if you have a heart, then make the right decision

Work Cited: "Famine Declare in Somalia as Scale and Scope Reach Catastrophic Levels" actionagainsthunger.org/. Action Against Hunger 2012. 1 Apr 2012