Poems from Okelo Sejo

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Poetry is my medicine, I never treat this like a hobby..
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...
With all due respect Am not a failure Failure is an event Not a person in fact To be precise its a line  Of graduation right below pass And...
I woke up at dawn With crickets tuning loudly To usher in the new day But I still hear this Voice in-side of me And I wonder what to do   I...

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