If you see obstacles

Blocking your way

If in your life

You should find strife

If both left and right

There is a fight

If your fortress’ wall

Is threatening to fall

And in the swollen crowd

You find only loneliness

Remember there is hope

A dawn after every dusk

And somewhere an arm outstretched

To pull you from the rut

An ear to listen

To all your plaintive cries

A shoulder to lean on

There is always a friend

© shikoh gitonga