In Getting Somalia Wrong?, Mary Harper presents the first comprehensive account of the chaos into which the country has descended and the United States' renewed involvement there. In doing so, Harper argues that viewing Somalia through the prism of al-Qaeda risks further destabilizing the country and the entire Horn of Africa, while also showing that though the country may be a failed state, it is far from being a failed society. In reality, alternative forms of business, justice, education, and local politics have survived and even flourished. Provactive and eye-opening, Getting Somalia Wrong? shows that until the international community starts to "get it right," the consequences will be devastating, not just for Somalia, but for the world.
Black Hawk Down is a 2001 American war drama film directed by Ridley Scott. It is an adaptation of the 1999 Black Hawk Down by Mark Bowden, which chronicles the events of the Battle of Mogadishu, a raid integral to the United States' effort to capture Somali warlord Mohamed Farrah Aidid.
"I cried, I couldn’t control my emotions Sometimes I wish I wasn’t a part of this generation My people dying by the minutes, seconds and hours I wish I could bring back the lost sons The tears of their mothers And the pride of the rape victims
She set off to find water in a dry land Leaving the camp of death behind Hoping that she and her loved ones will survive But it was hard, with three children along her side The smaller one was in her arms While the two walked, till the girl got weak
And the brother tried to carry But the poor girl took her last breathe and gave up the fight It wasn’t long until her second son died But she kept faith in her Creator As she walked days and days that she could not remember She left her son and waved bye
Hoping that she will see him again a live A day later she found the water But came back to find out Her third child died, the drought And the greed of mankind Destroyed her life
“She cried till tears ran down her face Like the rain that never came, Let’s generate peace for our generation And help our people to fight starvation We can be a great nation If we make sure that another mother won’t cry so much
“This is tears of the rain Let’s wake up before we become The land of skulls and graves As I set to find water in the dessert of death I couldn’t drink from the rain Because it was the tears of a mother who was in grief and pain”
~ Poet of the Streetz
She set off to find water in a dry land Leaving the camp of death behind Hoping that she and her loved ones will survive But it was hard, with three children along her side The smaller one was in her arms While the two walked, till the girl got weak
And the brother tried to carry But the poor girl took her last breathe and gave up the fight It wasn’t long until her second son died But she kept faith in her Creator As she walked days and days that she could not remember She left her son and waved bye
Hoping that she will see him again a live A day later she found the water But came back to find out Her third child died, the drought And the greed of mankind Destroyed her life
“She cried till tears ran down her face Like the rain that never came, Let’s generate peace for our generation And help our people to fight starvation We can be a great nation If we make sure that another mother won’t cry so much
“This is tears of the rain Let’s wake up before we become The land of skulls and graves As I set to find water in the dessert of death I couldn’t drink from the rain Because it was the tears of a mother who was in grief and pain”
~ Poet of the Streetz