10/05/2025
We Are Maa Rising
We are the echo of hooves on sacred land,
Guardians of savannahs, strong and grand.
From the cradle of storms to the whispering trees,
We rise with the winds, we speak for the seas.
We are not just watchers of skies turning grey,
We are the thunder that won’t fade away.
As rivers dry and forests fall,
We stand unshaken, answering the call.
Climate change is no distant tale,
It scorches our soil, makes our harvests pale.
But we are the drought-defiers, seed-reclaimers,
Warriors of water, not just climate namers.
We plant not just trees — we plant hope,
Threading resilience into every slope.
From Kajiado’s plains to Maasai hills,
We rise with purpose, forging wills.
We are Maa — proud, rooted, bold,
Our heritage more precious than gold.
But we refuse to cling to fading days —
We evolve, transform, in climate’s blaze.
We teach, we act, we lead the way,
Youth in the front, come what may.
Women, elders, warriors all,
Answering Earth’s urgent call.
So hear us world, and know our name,
Maa Rising is not a fleeting flame.
We are the rhythm of nature’s song,
Defenders of right, correcting the wrong.
We stand for life, for earth’s healing breath,
For future generations — life over death.
And as long as the sun shall rise in the East,
We’ll fight for the planet, till harm has ceased.