A Piece Of Letter; My Little Sister Poem by Kinyua Karanja

My dear sister, I hope you are fine
I haven't heard from you for a while
Just revive our communication line
I would have come if it were a mile
but I believe this letter will reach you
I'm just concerned about your saftey
City a dense jungle and big river
Where many lost their destination
A graveyard of great men and women
Mightier have turned to real slaves
Eroding rich to garbage scavengers
Investers and spornsors to beggers
Stick to you education like a tick
That hold on it's host for it's life
shurn night life and strong drinks
A degree we want not kids of kids.