Torn thoughts, shorn sighs, uncertain breathing
Silent sermons, invoke misers' offering .
Dreadfully dark ghosts walk in day-light
Whose darkness spreads everywhere night.
The Night puts to shame the bright stars
As if all atoms blast in fatal wars .
In hunger's hell burn human-like beings
Deserts devour the sane Sympathy's sayings.
Ah! Humanity sleeps in primeval icy caves
Bright lights are hanging on stony graves.
Who can rise from his grave to serve mankind
Stuff, instead of soul, is filled in man's mind.
O Somalia dear! may you live long!
One day you will also sing a peaceful song .
Comments about this poem (O Somalia! by Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai )
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