By Riak Marial Riak, Juba, South Sudan
Why are you always crying?
You are learned,
I know you’re trained,
to catch living on neck,
Juach,
son of Kongor!
You always believe in me,
that my falcons will one day breed,
and I’ll feed them On cold-flesh.
Faint creams,
those cries creams,
we thought twas in our hive,
that most we pray.
Juach,
son of Kongor!
This quiescent living,
Iam worry we are training beasts,
who’ll flecks our teeth,
you’re a falcon keeper.
Footnotes
Some people although we believe are making our betterment are still
sabotaging our living.
We praise them, calling them our pillars never knowing are the
degraders of our living.
Juach son of Kongor hailed from Jonglei.
They’re learned that sometime we give them opportunity to feed on our flesh.
~Riak Marial Riak
(The Nile Chronicles)