Peter Bodo Ong'aro

My caring community
You have always catered for me
You have nursed me
Clothed, fed and sheltered me.

You have given generously
To cater for my needs
And the general community
Within my means you have lived.

People run away from me
But you have always stood by me
Hard times have cropped up though
You find it difficult to hold on.

You find it hard to stand by me
Because the generosity is dwindling
People no more