There was a young woman in Somalia
and the pious ones stoned her to death
is it because she had a lover who seduced her to his bed
they threw their righteous stones at her head
they condemned and murdered her for adultery
the pious hurled stones at humanity
Almighty God, where was compassion
is your love in us all but dead
I cry to the heaven above
please send down your life giving love
my eyes are crying
your people are dying
She was only twenty years old
and he just a little older
one hundred lashes was how he paid the fine
one hundred lashes ripped his back one at a time
one hundred lashes scarred his back
but nothing now will bring her back
someday his wound will heal
with scars as witness to the ordeal
I cry to the heaven above
please send down your life giving love
my heart keeps crying
your children are dying
Now there is a family in distress
they lost a new born and their Empress
you see her baby was still born
did she wish it away from harm
for how could let a new life come
where there is no place for love or home
the pious buried her half way in the ground
and hurled those righteous stones at her crown
I cry to the heaven above
please send down your life giving love
my mind keeps crying
your children are dying
There was a young woman in Somalia
where love could not protect her
encircled by undecipherable opaque dark
the pious had no light dwelling in their heart
they buried her half way in the ground
and hurled righteous stones at her crown
I cry to the heaven above
please send down your life giving love
©Soul Verse 2009
