Posted: February 13, 2017 by PaanLuel Wël Media Ltd. in Poems.

By G. Naih Peter, Torit, South Sudan

When I decide to sing,
I’ll have so much
To say and match
Than in this poem.

When that time
Come, I hope all will be fine
To sing deep from heart
And home to the tune.

I’ll will sing and sting
Words into people’s minds
And hearts so hard
Till souls will rhyme like mine.

When I’ll sing songs
I would by then be strong
To well know where I belong,
African’s or Jamaican’s, no wrong.

I’ll surely sing so well
That all will be aware,
Passion and love plus zeal
Will be what I always wear.

I’ll be similar not by money,
But to friends who sing unlike many,
I will sing like the Chizze Natty
And so hard like  fine Alijoma.



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