My People
By Wenne Madyt Dengs, South Sudan
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My People
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You vomit your words;
And the world is busy
You shed your blood;
And the world smiles
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You bury skulls;
And the world builds schools
You embezzle your funds;
And the world demands
You grab your land;
And the world is ready to rent
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You buy women;
And the world stays
You import;
And the world exports
You tour the world;
And it is teasing you
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You steal your cattle;
And the world is digitizing
You read bible;
And the world leads you
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You are rich in oil;
And the world is risk to oil
You cast your bullets;
And the world casts ballots
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You hate one another;
When the world loves one another
You lie to yourselves;
When the world listen to itself
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You spend a lot;
When the world suspends a lot
You cry daily;
When the world is happy daily
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You are corrupting;
When the world is correcting
You are complaining;
When the world is compromising
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You promise lies;
When the world promise truth
You are discriminative;
While the world is indiscriminative
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Wenne Madyt Dengs ©2015; Writer can be reached via: wennemadyt63@gmail.com