By Wenne Madyt Dengs My milk tears You stream in black streets My milk tears In the month of mess...
Poems.
By Wenne Madyt Dengs We’re born in a graveyard where we feed on the dead our skin as pale as...
By Riak Marial Riak - Reverence you said bring wisdom, not concentration you givest in the learning Impalpable we sayest...
By Alith Ayuen Kelei - Gone is the expertise When the whales swallow octopuses When they fight, the tadpoles suffers...
By Alith Ayuen Kelei, Juba, South Sudan - Gone is the expertise When the whales swallow octopuses When they fight,...
By Ayuen Kelei, Juba, South Sudan - We the so much Willing The fountain of freedom Up and down the...
By Riak Marial Riak, Juba, South Sudan - Then aghast they loose the ground when morrow they'll go comes Their...
By Riak Marial Riak, Juba, South Sudan - Lo-NIG-ht of series dreams and pierceful drums-your slimy nose came reflected me...
By Riak Marial Riak, Juba, South Sudan - Over the hills, where our eyes play, in wintry flood and amazing...
By Riak Marial Riak, Yei, South Sudan - And he moved down the descending branch Seeing his small shadow diminishing...
