Small Hands Changing the World

In the corners of bustling markets,

Small hands work tirelessly,

Arranging dreams on empty baskets,

Turning wounds into pure courage.

 

On their faces, sweat tells a story,  

Of countless nights filled with toil and worry.

Their steps may sound faint and low,

Yet their traces build the nation's soul.

Small traders, resilient entrepreneurs,  

Reviving economies on the verge of fractures.