A place without a safe corridor, with severe shortages of food, malnourished children and society and family support lacks has been forgotten by governments and agencies. Where can you find it?
A place where members of parliament, ministers and other cabinet leaders are interconnected or even chosen from afar. Where is it?
A place where decision making is hesitant, fear paralyses initiatives and there is complacency in the way of thinking while people are dying from hunger, thirst and untreated illnesses. Where is that?
A place where dashed dreams, the culture of despair and the agony of bewilderment are at their peak. Where is such a place?
A place where the soaring prices of commodities, lack of cash, house security and absence of safety are eating away at the daily lives of people. Where?
A place where determined women fight for survival and try to rescue their communities single-handled. I know such a place. Do you?
A place where children refuse to die, struggling to see the bright sun in the blue sky for another day. Where could it be?
A place where smiling young boys and girls support their parents while listening to the daily symphony of the war machine. Have you guessed where it is?
Life goes on: singing birds, children playing, oceans of blood, agony of death, and rays of hope. Where is this? Only Somalia.
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