A comrade's story must be told.

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 In the realm of activism bold,

A comrade's story must be told.

Lucy Ciru, a name so true,

With fire in her heart, she wore her hue.


A Social Justice Activist she stood,

Fighting for what she knew was good.

In Kiamaiko, her battle roared,

Through the center, justice soared.

Her sickness couldn't make her abstain.

Against high costs of living, she'd protest,

And extrajudicial killings detest.


On the frontline, she would stand,

A beacon of hope, a spirit so free.

In the pursuit of human dignity's reign,

She motivated us not to wane.


Comrade Ciru, a warrior, true,

In our memories, we'll always hold you.

Your passion and courage, an eternal flame,

In the fight for Social Justice, we'll carry your name.

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