Buuuuuum…………..Crash
By Tito Awen Bol, Eldoret-Kenya
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Bum Crash
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Go and tell the people in Americas
Bum Crash in the dark dawns of our beloved cities
Women, children and elderly maimed alike
Mercilessly butchered in bad battle of no winners or losers
Tell the people in America….Bum Crash
Ok ok…it isn’t our making, it isn’t our design!
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Go and tell the United Nations in New York
Bum Crash and swallow our beloved society
Down the country side I see
The skulls and bones
The dead bodies floating in the rivers and swamps
How dear they are to me, I love them, and we lost them
The few left are wailing and screaming for their dear lives and destroyed properties
Tell the United Nations in New York City…Bum Crash
Ok ok…It isn’t our making, it isn’t our design!
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Go and tell the people in Europe
Bum Crash and polarize our beloved people
Down in our country I understand the egos
The warlords are back busy with pride and mime
Women, children and elderly alike
Lost their only butter and bread-agriculture, they loss it
They die in anger and horrors of hunger
There they are, swept away by the water of the swamps and valleys
They die in valleys, they die in vain
Tell the people in Europe…Bum Crash
Ok ok…it isn’t our Making, it isn’t our design!
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Go and tell the People in Asia and Australia
Bum Crash and disappear with the twilight of life in our Nation
There in every corner of our Country
Are the skeletons of our beloved young combats and innocents!
Exposed to foxes and birds of the wilderness
Our Country is exposed to foes and are enjoying their laughter in darkness
Tell the people in Asia and Australia…Bum Crash
Ok ok…It isn’t our making, it isn’t our design!
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Go and tell the people in Africa and IGAD member States
Our beloved flag that was sweet at glance and gaze four years back
Is betrayed by some of you and us
There, are the stinking corpses of thousands lying dead
Dead in the Valleys and Marshlands
Dead in residential areas
Dead in Churches and Mosques
Died in vain with no mercy of saving them than playing wit
Tell the people in Africa and IGAD member States…Bum Crash
Ok ok…it isn’t our design, it isn’t our making!
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Go and tell the people in Upper Nile, Bahr el Ghazal and Equatoria
Ugly horrors of despair engulf our country
There you look
Our people heartlessly chased and thrown into the thorny bushes
Diseases, hunger and monsters of the wilderness feed on their fleshes
Our beloved innocent children are thrown into the open mouths of scavengers
What a country I loved!
Who bewitch Africa!
Who bewitch our country!
Who bewitch us!
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That day of December 2013 and the present hilarious hurdle is tearful to recall
Who can stop it, who can save us, who can impartially save God’s children!
Who can genuinely implement this peace committedly for innocents than just show of Might!
Tell the people in Upper Nile, Bahr el Ghazal and Equatoria…Bum Crash
Ok ok…Whose design if not yours, whose is it if not ours!
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The author is a South Sudanese student taking Bachelor of Science in Agriculture from University of Eldoret-Kenya; he can be reach at awenbol2007@yahoo.com. I wrote this poem in 2014 and I reserved to publish it but while I was reading through it last night, I felt it is a mistake to leave it unpublished.
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