Crops, not bombs, are what we need but our leaders know only how to make wars, so bombs are their main tools to sow seeds of despondency. They don’t know that, in the long run, they will harvest crops of tragedy. Hundreds die in somlia every week due to bombs or disease and starvation.

We don't sow them yet we reap them
We don't grow them yet harvest them

We don't manufacture them in factories
Yet they are cheaper than staple food

They are speckled all around the city
They are littered around in the streets

Sometimes they go off in the roadsides
Other times they explode in garbage pits

Time and again they kill men and women
This Morning bomb killed two children

Clearing bombs without proper planning
Is no easier a job than walking on water

With an air of misery steering in empty stomachs
The death toll shall quadruple if trend not altered