The world had barely heard of me and if they had they were scared of me.
I am the land of the mountains yet the land of feared militants.
The land once ruled by the beautiful, educated Queen Arwa – now in a state of deprivation by self-proclaimed democratic Saleh.
I am the land of the poor un-educated, yet my heritage alone awes historians.
The land which was divided from within, yet centuries ago neither south or houthi were present.
I am the land full of weapons; yet I conceal them and peaceful is what echoes.
The land of the rich coffee and the sweet honey, yet now my people are impoverished and thirsty.
I am the land of the oldest skyscrapers; yet my children rest upon the streets.
I am Yemen
Some of the beautiful sites in Yemen and the national anthem: