In the heart of Vihiga County, a tale unfolds,
Of a river once vibrant, but now burdened by woes.
I stand here as a youth, with sorrow in my eyes,
Witnessing the degradation that fills me with sighs.
Once, the River Ezava flowed with pure delight,
Teeming with life, a symphony of colors in sight.
But now, it weeps silently, its spirit fading away,
As unregulated mining and farming take their sway.
The land once rich, with biodiversity so vast,
Has succumbed to greed, disappearing too fast.
Youth and women, united we stand,
To restore what's been lost, to heal this wounded land.
We gather our strength, our voices we raise,
Calling for change, to reverse this dismaying phase.
With determination and resilience, we'll fight,
To bring back the glory, to make things right.
We plant seeds of hope, in every young heart,
Educating, empowering, ready to impart,
The knowledge and passion, to protect and restore,
Riparian land, a legacy worth fighting for.
With shovels in hand and sweat on our brow,
We'll reclaim the riverbank, starting from now.
Together we'll heal, step by step, day by day,
Breathing life into the land, in our own humble way.
We'll build bridges of collaboration, young and old,
Guided by wisdom and stories yet untold.
For the river's survival, we'll form a united band,
Youth and women, guardians of this sacred land.
Through perseverance and love, we'll mend what's been torn,
Embracing the challenge, as a new era is born.
With every tree planted and every creature saved,
We'll bring back the beauty, to the land we have craved.
Let this tale be a reminder, a call to all,
To protect riparian land, before the final fall.
With unity and dedication, we'll face this test,
Restoring Ezava's glory, ensuring it's at its best.
For our youth and women, a future we'll create,
Where biodiversity thrives, and hope will permeate.
Let's embark on this journey, hand in hand,
To restore, protect, and conserve our sacred land.
(c) Forezava Foundation
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