Somalia's Struggle: Echoes of Unity

In Somalia's land, where the sun once kissed the earth,

Now fragmented regions mark a nation's dearth. ‘

Once proud and united, now torn apart,

Nationalistic fervor wanes, aching hearts start.

From Hargeisa to Mogadishu's ancient streets,

Echoes of unity fade, division defeats.

Proud flags once flown with fierce pride,

Now tattered, forgotten, lost in the tide.

In Puntland's winds, and Jubaland's plains,

Echoes of history's tales, now in chains.

Somali hearts, once beating as one,

Now drift apart, under a divided sun.

The enemy's shadow looms, a silent dread,

While voices of warning go unheeded, unsaid.

Foreign armies tread on Somali soil,

While unity's spirit begins to coil.

Yet hope remains, a flicker in the night,

In the whispers of elders, in the children's plight.

For Somalia's story is not yet done,

Unity's flame can still be won.

So rise, Somalia, from the ashes of division,

Rekindle the flame of national vision.

For in unity lies strength, in strength, our might,

Together, we'll reclaim our Somali light.