Mogadishu, Somalia

Organizer: Abdulkarim Jimale-Somalia

Contact: abdulkarim.jimale@gmail.com

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2 Responses to Mogadishu, Somalia

  1. “Crying for Peace”
    Yeah. Really
    I hope you will hear my last plea,

    this [terrorizing] isn’t fair,
    Writing Blues and my paper dripping
    Oozes tears
    Every time I get to thinking
    Sinking deep down
    I’m losing wits!
    Can You Help me?

    Looks like my soul
    Has left my body
    Too tired to fight
    Yet flightless
    Stumped by situation
    Is it a fiend?
    Can You Help me?

    I’m going crazy
    Hope gets rejected,
    leaving me neglected
    Unheard was my message
    Shot was my uncle,
    while he was teaching
    Though I survived Death
    I got scarred,
    Can’t forget that day
    Can You Help me?

  2. Abdulkarim Jimale says:

    When I get older, I will be stronger
    They’ll call me freedom, just like a wavin’ flag
    K’naan “Waving Flag”
    When I get older, I will be stronger
    They’ll call me freedom, just like a wavin’ flag
    And then it goes back
    And then it goes back
    And then it goes back

    Born to a throne, stronger then Rome
    A violent prone, poor people zone
    But it’s my home, all I have known
    Where I got grown, streets we would roam
    Out of the darkness, I came the farthest
    Among the hardest survivors
    Learn from these streets, it can be bleak
    Except no defeat, surrender, retreat
    So we strugglin’, fightin’ to eat
    And we wonderin’, when we’ll be free
    So we patiently wait for that fateful day
    It’s not far away, but for now we say…

    So many wars, settlin’ scores
    Bringin’ us promises, leavin’ us poor
    I heard ‘em say, love is the way
    Love is the answer, that’s what they say
    But look how they treat us
    Make us believers, we fight their battles
    Then they deceive us
    Tried to control us, they couldn’t hold us
    Cuz we just moved forward like Buffalo Soldiers
    But we strugglin’, fightin’ to eat
    And we wonderin’, when we’ll be free
    So we patiently wait for that fateful day
    It’s not far away, but for now we say…

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