In pictures: Somalia's fleeing youth

[BiLaaL]

From far flung corners of Africa to the barren slums of Yemen. Sad and improvised Somali faces all around. Masiibo

 

In pictures: Somalia's fleeing youth

[Miskiin-Macruuf-Aqiyaar]

Habaar ayaa nagu nacay ummadeena Soomaaliyeed. Meel walba Soomaali ayaa ku ildaran:

 

Perishing at the hands of punishing Libyan deserts, and the survivors of the the desert either being jailed in Libyan jails or further drowning in Mediterranean Sea; countless others trying to flee drowning as well in Gulf of Aden, the survivors in overflowing, scorching camps with little help; being shot and killed and robbed by South African gangs; raped while traveling the deserts of Suudaan; imprisoned while trying to flee into Yahuudi land at Masar's border; full in the prisons of Turkiya and Gariig. And I didn't yet mention those wasting in Dhadhaab's trio camps of Dhagaxleey, Ifo and Xagardheere.

[BiLaaL]

^ The picture you paint is despairing but true. Arguably, no other people - in recent memory - have come even close to the amount of suffering, dispossession and humiliation that our people have had to endure. Worst of all, there seems to be no end in sight to our misery.

 

Halima Hassan, "It is Better to Be in a Grave Than Living Here"

 

Mogadishu — Halima Hassan, 42, a mother of five, fled her home in Hodan district of the Somali capital in 2007 after intense fighting between insurgents and government forces. Now, home is a makeshift shelter in a camp for the internally displaced within the Elsha biyaha area, 20km south of Mogadishu.

 

Hassan is one of at least 900,000 internally displaced persons (IDPs) struggling to survive under extremely desperate conditions in Mogadishu-Afgoye corridor. Her family used to receive monthly food rations comprising 75kg of sorghum, 10kg of beans, 10kg of porridge and 3l of cooking oil from aid agencies but this has been cut in half due to lack of funds and insecurity.

 

Hassan has since taken up casual work to supplement the aid. She spoke to IRIN on 14 October:

 

"My husband was killed in 2007 when shells hit our home in Hodan; he left me with five children and nothing else. The house was almost completely destroyed. We could have stayed on but the fighting got worse and I couldn't even go to the market, so I took the children and came with other families to this place.

 

"We have been here ever since. I sometimes find myself wondering how God decided to put us in this country; I know I should not but sometimes I find myself wishing I was not Somali.

 

"I am losing hope, I don't know whether or not the situation will ever get better. Every day, I keep wondering where our next meal will come from. I struggle to make sure my children have at least one meal a day.

 

"Some days I even go up to Mogadishu to look for work. It is very dangerous but I have no option. I am a good cook, so people hire me to cook for them when they have celebrations such as weddings, but this does not happen too often. Other days, I wash clothes or cut grass for sale.

 

"I will do anything so my children don't go hungry as I am the only one they can depend on.

 

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They [the warring sides] are merciless. They fire heavy weapons indiscriminately, where is their kindness? They don't think about the weak and the mothers struggling with orphaned children.

 

"There is no peace and no food to speak of; I don't how long we can live like this. It is very hard to explain to anyone who is not here what is happening to us. Wars end but ours seems endless.

 

"In Somalia, every new dawn brings its own problems. We can't endure any longer what is going on here. It is better to be in a grave than living here."

IRIN