By Faith, Nairobi
My name is Faith, and I am 18 years old. I could talk, but my feelings are best expressed and understood in the poems where my heart is set.
Dream of the People
Behind the smiling faces,
Behind the true identity of Mukuru
Behind the true feeling of Reuben
Lay the bare truth of the dream of people.
Not just any people
But the people of Mukuru
Stood people filled with laughter
Laughter behind shattered dreams,
Laughter behind big dreams
In the plan of life,
They slept to hope for a best tomorrow
Destiny was not theirs,
But fate was permanent
But still background changeable
“They” lived a complicated life, I thought
With the hope of “one day”
With the hope of a new dream,
I guess life was what it was
But they had more than life,
In that heap of rubbish
Stood a little boy,
With the thought that
ONE DAY I LIVED IN MUKURU
ONE DAY LIFE WILL BE GOOD