Poems from Okelo Sejo

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Poetry is my medicine, I never treat this like a hobby..
They say when I get in the gods toast a coin the well hold its breath  and the wall open its ears. Blanket shrugged in the corner while the...
Dead people receive more flowers  Than living becoz regrets hurt Than gratitude that was never shown If the love I furnish you with is not...
The tears don't fall on my cheeks no! they fall inside my stomach I swallowed them whole however much my eyes are sore my stomach suffer...
There is time for more And time for less Time for war And time to seek refuge Time to collect ration  And time to starve Problem is there...
There is this nyerkuk His name is Junub He was born during poverty His father died under Kawaja And his mom with Jalaba     He sat all...

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