THE UPCOMING PRESIDENT

                  THE UPCOMING PRESIDENT

By Naih Peter

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In every morning,

The sun shines with pleasing

Rays, just as the trying

Beings declare the beginning

Of the cool war,

The war which can’t start

When ‘am not there,

But they do fail to hear,

The prophecies of doom,

And they believe to bloom,

While I stick to them like a glue,

Just emerging from the blue

Without any knowledge or clue.

They do trades on me,

But I do degrade them from hero,

And some great icons to zero.

They still believe that I: stimulates,

Get rid of stress, and increases their performance

And that is not true, that’s not the way,

It’s a game of do or die,

“Touch me, I touch you”

Just promoting antisocial behaviors,

For I don’t cherish

Any customer, but if you don’t distinguish

The truth from false, you then perish,

For I am determine to govern

This nation, the nation which has failed

To judge the truth:

Truth in them and in me too.

I am small but I’ve biggest results,

As they sometimes called me alcohol,

The upcoming president,

In this cool politicking nation.

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PaanLuel Wël

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PaanLuel Wël is the founder and editor-in-chief of PaanLuel Wël Media Ltd, a news website that covers news, opinions, analysis, history, culture and literature of South Sudan and the world. Founded in July 2011 by PaanLuel Wël to create a platform for free expression and constructive dialogue, the website features articles from various contributors, including columnists, commentators, poets, authors, activists and academics. PaanLuel Wël believes that media can play a vital role in informing, educating and empowering the people to participate in nation-building and social transformation. He also believes that media can foster a culture of dialogue, tolerance and diversity among different communities and groups, and hopes to inspire and mentor the next generation of South Sudanese writers and journalists.

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