Purpose Guides

Kenya's sun beats down, a land of fight,

Empty pockets hold on through the night.

Corruption's weight, a heavy chain,

But hope's a seed, refusing the rain.

Grand plans fade, replaced by sight,

Limited resources, a daily plight.

Yet strength remains, a burning ember,

Self-reliance, the only remember.

A tiny stall, a market's heart,

Barter's dance, a work of art.

Skills to trade, a helping hand,

Knowledge shared across the land.

Community's bond, a woven thread,

Lifting spirits, where dreams are fed.

This poem offers no easy gain,

But whispers courage, eases the pain.

Each challenge faced, a victory won,

Calloused hands rise with the morning sun.

Your path unknown, yet purpose guides,

Kenya's spirit walks by your side.