I search
Everyday
For the rare sounds of laughter
In Somalia
Yes, I do
I search high and I search low
And I pray that this day
Brings a chance
To glimpse a spark of life
To see others live free of regret
And with as much joy
Fun and laughter
As one can stand
In Somalia, I search everyday
For the rare sounds of laughter
I search for children chasing each other
Of little boys playing soccer in the blazing sun
Of little girls playing hide and seek, hair loose and dangling
A giggle here, a smile there, laughter everywhere
In Somalia I search and I search
And I see, and I ask
Why is there not an abundance of life?
An Abundance of the sounds of laughter?
Is a day not worth a chance?
And is a chance not worth the day
To hear the sounds of laughter
Of women pounding away, jokingly clapping hands
Voices which can be interpreted in so many ways
A giggle here, a smile there, laughter everywhere
In Somalia, I search everyday.
I search high for an opportunity, a risk or a chance
I search low
I search and I chase….
