Don’t Give Jongkersii your Gun

Posted: October 7, 2017 by PaanLuel Wël in Junub Sudan, Poems., Taban Abel Aguek

By Taban Abel Aguek, Yirol, South Sudan
Between his thoughts and life,  Jongkersii
Had nothing he could see.
He wishes he could just plug off his eyes
So as not to see the rogue guys.
He wishes he could lose his hearing
So not to know they’re cheering.
And he wants something more,
That’s to no longer indulge in their war.

 So his last wish is going float
Wholly,
And without a boat
Unholy;
 –
To float like a lifeless migrant in the sea,
Or meet an angry hungry lion,
Not a happy one in a Zion
To let it have him for a meal for free.
For the corrupt Goliaths of today can
Not be defeated by davids of the earthly man;
Even if they use a catapult made in heaven
Not even when given an elastic strength of seven.
But don’t give Jongkersii your gun
To take away his breath at your beautiful parlor
On your beautiful floor,
For I care not where he will take to run
 –
But mind your white neaty carpet
Of what it could beget
When flood
With his poor blood.

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