

To them it marked celebration,
An end to an year of abundance,
It was time for merry ,.
Time to have fun,
Outflow of everything that remained an imagination,
To us,
It was time to strive,
It was time to toil for food,
It was time to put too much effort,
Pay the taxes,
For them it was time for luxury,
For us it was time to strive hard,
Harder through each day,
To them we were different,
It was time to bear the new trials of the year,
The rise to economy,
The lack of water,
The poor sanitation,
The empty pockets,
The hungry days ,
Welcome to our world,
The world of the poor,
A world they rich tell as tales,
A reality to our eyes,
Yet we still hope for some transformation.@ Nyakayu.