For My SOMALI People.

[BOB]

Hey Mr. Warlord, have you slaked your lust for our blood yet?

 

 

My Somali people you deserve better

i can't heal your painful wounds with my letter

all I can do right now is PRAY to our maker

i know you need more than my words

i know you are sick of seeing the sword

another young kid's life is taken by the warlord

no one seems to realize that we are a dying breed

i need some one to safe my life,I don't need no bread

am I the victim of my ancestors' wrong deed?

i am afraid to go to bed and fall sleep

i see the faces of innocent kids being prosecuted

the merciless judge orders them to be executed

i see young and pregnant mother mourning

her husband was shot dead early this morning

all I see is destruction and people running.

 

Peace, Love & Unity.

[BOB]

i used to dream about little children with happy faces

i'd smile and say to myself,my people are going places

today my people wear shoes without laces

all I hear is gun shots and loud screams

our so-called elders got the blood of the innocent on their hands

soon there will be no one left in our mother land

people commit murder thinking they will gain

it's unheard of to take an innocent life for a grain

i swear i pay attention every time my people complain

i wish i could do something to ease your pain

i share your pain and I will always care

for you are my Somali people and I love you all to my last BREATH.

 

 

Peace, Love & Unity.