Thirst For Peace

By Adut Mayom Apioth

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I woke up to a blood bath,

Air filling my lungs,

I bleeding in a scarlet song,

It is WAR!!

War that sprouts each day,

Blossoms death,

Where us the peace i knew in heaven,

Now brought in my mother’s womb,

Where i weep, i weep,

‘Oh return me home,’i wept,

For this surrounding is poisoned,

By hate and malice,

We are now enslave by fear,

As our world darkens,

Evil reigns supreme,

I fear for my boy,

For his innocence shall be buried,

In this infinitive war,

I yearn for the unseen hope,

So that as i die,
My child shall see hope,

Slowly my gun falls,

Another fallen soldier’ my heart laments…….

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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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