Somalia the heart of grief

I watch the stories about somalia and my heart just grieves for the people. I want to bring some here to share my home with or go there and help. If anyone knows how this can happen let me know. Somalia mother of so many beautiful children and people, spirit that never gives up. Somalia how can we help you , what can ordinary people do.
I am not blind to your pain and your fear, somalia I am here. I say prayers from the heart and hope that this is just a bad dream but it is all too real.
for all the Mothers and the fathers who walk miles in hopes they can save the lives of their children, I would walk with you if I could.
For the children I would carry you myself, I want to make it right for you but I know I need Gods help.
Somalia I hear your cry for help, it echos through my soul.
A sound that is defining and will not let me go
I stand with you in a land far away
There is an ocean of water between us or I would already be there today