I am July. July First from Somalia

July 1, 1960 the day my Somalia was born. It was a day I broke the chains of colonialism and claimed my nomad freedom. I have survived through draught and devastation. Treachery and treason. Death and destruction. Theft and trickery. But I was, am and will be steadfast. Rock hard and unwavering. This unity will not be broken. The white and blue flag will eternally stand high. This nation of nomads will stay there and those tyrants and warlords who scheme by the hour to kneel me down will never win.

I will survive. I will deliver. I will reach. I will win all the battles in every war.

And my name is July. July First from Somalia.