U.N. Shattered: Mourning the Lost Spirits
U.N. Shattered: Mourning the Lost Spirits
Silent tears fall, mourning their flight,
Anguish grips hearts, darkness cloaks the night.
One life extinguished, a hero’s tragic end,
In Somalia’s chaos, a broken spirit to mend.
A hovering guardian, soaring in troubled skies,
The blue flag of peace, a beacon that lies.
Ambushed by hatred, a vessel of despair,
Bullets unleashed, attacking with no care.
Innocent souls aboard, captured in the fierce strife,
Bound by their mission, risking their life.
For freedom they fought, but now held captive,
Their dreams now shattered, their hope elusive.
A wounded nation, weeping from within,
The pain of loss, a sorrow that won’t thin.
Yet amidst the sorrow, unity takes hold,
A call for justice, a determination bold.
Unyielding resolve, the spirit won’t falter,
To heal the wounds, to justice we’ll alter.
From ashes we’ll rise, rebuilding their dream,
U.N. united, their memory we’ll redeem.
Let the world remember, their sacrifice untold,
Courageous souls who dared to be bold.
In remembrance, their legacy shall withstand,
As heroes of peace, forever they’ll expand.