Layla Munye

Mama Somalia

I am from the peaks
Where beautiful water flows
Where everybody knows
My mother language

Mama Somalia
Whom I truly love
With your blessed garden
And hills up above

You’ve blessed me with
Cocoa Butter skin
And hazel brown eyes
Dark black hair
And amazing summer nights

How I wish to be there
Oh how this isn’t fair
But I’m stuck here
I’m cold and in so much fear
Now I see everything’s so clear
Mama Somalia here I come

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