The Pearl of the Indian Ocean
Shimmers
They have found land at last!

But the Great Powers’ promises beckon
Like treach’rous, blood-red white mirage.

As gunmen ravage the lost citadel
And smash through the ramparts

The explorer’s laments would shatter
Even the rock-hard Devil’s heart.
As the child scratches through rubble
A half-remembered name comes to her lips

Now but a name on a map- can you now
Remember Mogadishu?