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From Bwaise to Dreams 1 by kirumira

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From Bwaise to Dreams 1

Afrobeat

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dust clouds roll where the sun hits cracked pavement,
mum's worn shoes by the door tell stories of long days.
tiny hands grip hope beneath the mango tree shade,
market calls and distant horns, the soundtrack of our maze.
mama’s voice cuts through the drumming rain,
counting coins, dreaming skies beyond the stain.
through every cracked wall, every whispered fight,
the fire inside won’t go quiet tonight.
from bwaise streets where the nights bite cold,
we fold our dreams in pockets, stories bold.
brothers, sisters, with eyes sharp like dawn,
rising up, 'cause this ground won't hold us down long.
laundry waves hang like flags on broken lines,
daddy’s tired eyes hide a thousand silent prayers.
neighbors laugh despite the leaking tin roofs,
spoons scrape plates but never starve the spirit there.
every sunset paints a new promise on the wall,
we carry weight, but we still stand tall.
in the corners where the flicker fades,
hope’s not just word—it’s the step we take.
from bwaise streets where the nights bite cold,
we fold our dreams in pockets, stories bold.
brothers, sisters, with eyes sharp like dawn,
rising up, 'cause this ground won't hold us down long.
can you hear the laughter through the chain-link fence?
it’s the rhythm of hearts, beyond the pretense.
though the dust settles on worn-out shoes,
we race tomorrow, rewriting our blues.
from bwaise streets where the nights bite cold,
we fold our dreams in pockets, stories bold.
brothers, sisters, with eyes sharp like dawn,
rising up, 'cause this ground won't hold us down long.
the crack in the sidewalk isn’t where we stay,
but the starting line to brighter days.
hand in hand, the journey’s still long,
from bwaise to dreams—we’re writing our own song.