He sits unruffled, an alertness in his eyes. Eyes lined from squinting in too many suns. The wrinkles on his timeworn face speak of battles untold; of loss, hurt and pain. Yet his eyes scream resilience.True patriot.
Unga Wa Dola
Unga Wa Dola
He sits unruffled, an alertness in his eyes. Eyes lined from squinting in too many suns. The wrinkles on his timeworn face speak of battles untold; of loss, hurt and pain. Yet his eyes scream resilience.True patriot.