@the.meme.cartel.s: The Old Buses…Hamba Minyaka! Old buses, rumbling through clouds of dust, Their tired wheels carrying dreams and trust. Windows rattling, horns singing down the road, They carried our childhood, every precious load. From dusty stops to the heart of town, They carried us up—and carried us down. No maps, no apps, no hurried race, Just laughter, sunlight, and a familiar face. Now their engines sleep beneath yesterday’s sky, But their echoes still pass whenever memories drive by. #WeLivedToTellTheTales #MentionYourElder