Letter to the Presidentt

[Intro – 15 sec: Soft saxophone intro, mellow piano chords, warm acoustic guitar, gentle bass]

Spoken Intro (Soloist – heartfelt and reflective):Dear Mr. President,From the streets of Nairobi to the villages of Turkana,From Gen Z to the working poor,This is not hate — this is heartbreak.How are you?Truly… how are you?

Verse 1 (Soloist – slow and soulful):We rise each morning, but it feels like night,Struggling just to find the light.Hope fades in our crowded homes,Mothers pray, and fathers roam.

You promised peace, you said, “Never again,”But tears still fall like November rain.Mr. President, we are tired,But still we hope, still inspired.

[Saxophone fill – echoes between vocal lines]

Chorus (Choir – smooth SAT harmonies):Do you feel it when you come back home?Can you hear the pain in our tone?You’ve got children too — Gen Z in your house,But we’re breaking down, trying to make it count.

Many parents can’t feed their kids,Others mourn the missing and the dead.You said it wouldn’t happen again…But how do you sleep in your bed?

[Saxophone echo under the last two lines]

Verse 2 (Soloist – gentle but intense):We don't need perfect, we just need care,A leader who listens, a heart that’s there.We see the wealth, but we taste the dust,And leaders who’ve forgotten how to trust.

The hospitals break, the youth lose their way,The system fails more every day.But still we show up, still we pray,Still we ask — are you okay?

[Soft guitar strum and saxophone respond between phrases]

Bridge Part 1 (Soloist singing – emotional, with saxophone fills):Do you remember Building the Nation?The ones who served now stand forgotten.Ojwang and many Gen Zs cry,Their voices written in the sky.

If River Yala could speak again,If forests whispered every pain,Would you still look away and sigh?Would you wipe the tears, or let them dry?

[Saxophone interlude – slow, mournful melody]

Bridge Part 2 (Soloist singing – more intense, pleading):When you come home, and see your child,Do you hear the cries outside?Another child is gone tonight,Another parent has lost their light.

Companies are closing every day,We studied hard, now we’re in the fray.You gave us dreams, but we got pain,You fed the State House, but we got rain.

[Saxophone weaves between lines]

Final Chorus (Choir & Soloist with ad-libs):Do you feel it when you come back home?Do you ache when you hear us moan?You’ve got children too — Gen Z in your house,But our dreams are fading, tell us how.

Parents hungry, hope worn thin,Sons and daughters lost within.You said never again… never again.Mr. President… how do you sleep?

[Choir hums softly – soloist ad-libs: “We’re still here… we believe…”][Saxophone Outro – gentle and weeping, fades out with piano]