I dream of
A day when peace rings from south to the north of the country
A day of peace, kindness, equality and justice for all
A day when we are one people of one land
A day when foreigners can’t divide and rule us
A day when we are all brothers of one nation
A day when the blind man walks from south to north free of dread
A day when everybody sleeps without scare of being killed, tortured or harassed
A day when mothers are not hopeless and helpless
A day when mothers are free of worry
A day when the wives don’t worry the situation of their husbands
A day when boys respect their fathers and mothers
A day when elders are the leaders of the community
A day where the professors are leaders not destroyers
A day when religion is not desecrated
A day when the girls go to school and have rights
A day when murders, destroyers and deceivers are in jail
A day when all are free of bandits, rapists, bombers, ghosts and killers
A day when the winners are respected
A day when all the youth have future
A day when kids are free of guns and bombs
A day when all kids go to school
A day when children play freely and walk around the streets with, books, balls and bicycles
I dream of a day when we are all free to return and build our mother’s land
Written By Abdulkarim Jimale, a son of Somalia living in a far away land. He is a journalist currently writing for for On Islam and The Horn Times.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem