When a man fights his wife
She either retaliates or perseveres
But that solves not the strife.
Hearing the chaotic cries
Neighbors either intervene
Or are lulled to sleep by the lullaby.
Will Africa rise up to the occasion
To solve the Somali crisis?
Or it hasn’t resolved its own impotence.
And do remember Africa,
Somalia is not a neighbor’s house
But one of your own child.
The peace of your own home Africa,
As long as the battering in Somalia continues
Is unjustified and rightly threatened.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'that solves no the strife' Great analogy to domestic dispute.