Slum🥴

"It's Kibera, Should it not be available? With daily runs and daily weather, The insiders, aren't they people, Worthy and living, Supposed to be better than you? Why the negativity, Judging by appearance, Flying in planes when we can't afford a shoe, Judging by the little in our bags? Don't we know that cold is warm? Fighting for brick and iron shelters, Forgetting the ease of grass-thatched roofs, Do we forget the deceased, poor yet rich? In Kibera, life pulses, A tapestry of struggles and resilience, Where wealth is measured in spirit, And richness found in the simplest of lives."