Salute Brother

(To a brother, he gives his biryhday celebration to be with the less fortunate kids. He is a hand of this nation) Love ain't an illy feeling healed but a commuted commitment Care and fair ain't a lay pay job but a heart learnt art of passion At a young age yearned long to hand a hand to them Yours heart pained, drenched with love for the kids Drunk in intense integrity intimately intending to help Shunned of your pleasure and leisure to raise and strike a ray Left all comforts and some-pots to lightly knight a heart Humbled like an infant faced firm no fear Hope and trust, trained tranquility to you Them tummied, armied and dummied grace a day in Green Land You, humbled, abled, labeled and favoured grace it in Green Card Not to fill yours abdomen and **** cavity like they But a ground to grace and ace a life and file a future Want no fine wine, no 'kay cake But see, think as I ink his list of least needs for feeds For he humbles to offer it for free to them Them,some not known of a day like it For only him present in their presence Its him OMONDI FRANCIS. As he elevates and celebrates a great day Pimps and teams the kids with joy Frees and fills their day with love Invites and incites us all to join Lets support and sup up his passion Born a boy but who serves a nation For as a country we conquered Like a society we sort Happy Birthday bro.