The smiles.

That’s the first thing you notice when you land,

The lack of hollow eyes,

That’s when you know it’s different.

A tapestry of green and red rooftops,

Acacia trees stand tall, their shadows long,

Market stalls bloom with vibrant hues,

Motorbikes weave through the labyrinthine streets,

The scent of coffee, rich and deep,

A testament to Rwanda’s allure,

Modernity and Tradition interlace,

A City reborn, with strength and pride.