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