It Never Rains it Pours
By Malith Alier, Juba, South Sudan
Here you are,
Looking backward over the span
Calmness moderation
Clouds in the wood accelerate!
My baby, my son ooi
Pictures of horror reborn
Peace an elusion
It never rains it pours
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Twenty thirteen is so far mild
Other declarations here now
Road carnage, defilement, famine on the rise
Don uniform showcased!
Who can find peace?
It never comes too soon
The boats switch sides on end
Sinking not sinking
Depends on perception
It never rains it pours
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Give me my hoe
One solution in many
Time and space can’t allow
Fear of unknown well known
Some know it to be usual
Help can’t come too soon
It never rains it pours
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It’s on the rocks
Premised on sometime
Go, go you aren’t yourselves
Intonation before July ——
Wish us good ain’t
It never rains it pours
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Mass rise up?
Never in the veins
Silence, elsewhere look
World, gods, too little
In the din of the strife
No power greater
Munition the attention cast
Bring it up more
It never rains it pours
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