Dear Somali youth.
For many years.
You sat all day by the bomb-shelled walls.
Your future was massacred. Stolen from you.
Your innocence too.
You sat amongst people who lost their souls, and all hope.
For 20 years, you watched the daily bombings, the killings.
You lost your self worth and confidence.
Your dignity had gone out the door.
You lost the will to live, to survive.
You dealt with enshrined inferiority.
Jobless, you relied on little or nothing.
Phobias of labels dominated your psyche.
Our leaders had failed you.
And the world had forgotten you.
And they were accustomed to saying it’s all down to fate.
You were made to feel apologetic for your own life.
Each day got blacker and disillusionment grew.
You had nothing and you made many foes.
But Somali youth! Alas!
We’ve left the empty hopeless faces and sad years behind.
We’ve prayed hard to God, that we may rise again.
And our prayers have been answered.
For we are surely rising, again.
We are shining again.
A giggle here, some laughter there.
Life. Energy. Sunshine. Clear blue skies.
Children playing sports. Having fun. Living life.
Artists vividly stretching their limps and colors.
We are all waking up from a long sad nightmare.
Our future is brighter because of our youth.
Unbreakable, you were. And unbreakable you are.
Somalia is full of ambitious youth again.
Full of ambitious youth, Somalia is slowly but surely rising again.