Posted: January 20, 2017 by PaanLuel Wël Media Ltd. in Junub Sudan, Poems.

By G. Naih Peter, Torit, South Sudan

I saw them so involved,

Today in most crimes,

Making what they’d got dissolved,

But all I see is just a dime,

Nothing at all is solved.

So hard is what they think

That all is fine still,

Marching boastfully in pink

In multitude they see sinks,

Still I see nothing at the hill.

At their own acme

Growth is cars, don’t ask me,

‘Cause it is all crystal clear,

Just have time, smell and hear,

It’s a thing many have to bear.

Built on the hill,

Is fine society by bills,

Made stronger in fine tills

With a clamp but not to kill,

That is the seal not surreal.


  1. Naih Peter is a Crop Protectionist by profession and a poet. Contact him via: naih.peter87@gmail.com

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