There is a woman in somalia

Scraping for pearls on the road side
There's a force stronger than nature that
keeps her will alive;
This is how she's dying,
She's dying to survive,
Dont know what she's made of but
i will like to be that way....


She cries to the heaven above
There is a song in her heart
She lives in a world she didnt choose
And it hurts like brand new shoes...


Sade.