By Adut Anthony Dharuai, Australia - My husband why do you’ve to throw me in the garbage bin? You think...
Poems.
By David Aoloch Bion At night in 1929, an unknown assailant Entered the church compound Speared a spear into British...
By David Aoloch Bion People used to come and stay at rich man’s byre One day he heaped his cow...
BY David Aoloch Bion - Lived five bulls in forest One red bull, One white bull One brown bull, One...
By David Aoloch Bion - In noon The man took axe Climbed, Sat on the branch of tree Started to...
Sabbath de Yecouba - An animal made by dirt But you are in my clean body Aligned with the edges...
By Garang Chawuoch THE SINISTER'S TROPHY My country is a funny one, so funny to the word It will crack...
By Deng de Monychol Lueth ----- It smells the same Even across the seas. See the agony across the Nile,...
By David Aoloch Bion ------ Some people want to seize power by bullets This is wrong political ideology Power is...
By Sabbath de Yecouba Blood which is dark red Made of humility and self satisfaction Contented with my belongings Needs...