When full moon fade to nothing
And from me haven't heard a thing
Not a phone call nor a text message
Let no doubts and fear of my safety
Rob you peace of mind at your age
I'm safe and sounds here in the city
No matter how tough the journey gets
Life must go on and tougher survive
In your prayers for me don't forgets
Kenya, in peace and love we must live
Day and night toiling hard like an ant
In attempt to fill a plate out of sweat
Though late I will keep my commitment
To send something however little I get.
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