Somalia is calling for you:

"What will you say to your Lo?"

Help is urgent;

Don't be hesitant.

The war is widely spread;

Leaving a lot of dead.

Drought is there to peep;

At what are you going to gape?!!

Poverty has much dread;

Making the deathlike actually dead.

Hunger began to wander;

As there was no thunder;

Rain not found, no wonder;

The world is silent, a bystander.

Food is quite rare;

Death is quite near.

Children are dying;

Not only just crying.

Their numbers are diminishing;

Our reluctance is astonishing.

When is the time to move?

When death is there to hove!

Your conscience is not struck :

To leave things to luck.

Now is the time to move

To carry them the peace dove.

Then comes the peace of mind

When help of every kind

Saves the life it will find

To leave the disaster behind.