Never Weep on my Tomb

By Wenne Madyt Dengs

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Never weep on my tomb

You laughed and weep at once

You had time that you weep tears of joy

I am the tears that you shed

The saliva that you swallow

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Never weep on my tomb

I have not seen the reason I died

My children are dying of poverty

The nation is infested with deadly maladies

With embarrassing infrastructural structure

I couldn’t breath!

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Never weep on my tomb

You are rusty being

You can’t think about us

Those who gave up the ghost

I am seeing you moving

From one place to another

Looking for cure

And you don’t want to build!

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Never weep on my tomb

You just cry cheering tears

Your mouth is open to engulf my riches

I made you to be who you are;

Though I perished

I deceased in white clothes

My offspring are floating on the street

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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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