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Peter Jok Lual Poem
Riverside,
I was wonder how anglers do sleep on sandy at the riverside
One time in my life, I try when I was ten year as trying it
At my best though it is was not easily
I slept while my hands are on my ears
I fear sand entering into my ears as I hear, people whispering to each other ears
Riverside,
It is the best place for water body creatures
It is because of its environment
It makes them to run fast and laid eggs and bury them
Yes, it is on the sand is where water creatures like crocodile
They laid their
Riverside
It is where boys and girls can see each other’s
In our riverside no mixing when playing crocodile play
For that game is for boys but not girls
Only boys knew the best part of it but girls
Can be enjoy speed that boys use
Riverside
It is the best to expose you for other
I see the brave do
But coward people fear to join groups
I learn good thing on it as we end up enjoying the sunshine
Riverside
At winter, we all need sunshine and the sun make us to roasted like smoke fish
It is why we are darken in our skins
We get our darkness at the riverside
Because it is dark and that is why sings songs
Yes, to let darkness go and we remain as black like black sea
Copyright © Peter Jok Lual | Year Posted 2022
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Peter Jok Lual Poem
Will I be a cleric or a pastor?
I
I think of be a priest in Catholic Church,
All allies & helpers cry
Yes, my fiancée said I dared not,
I awe her logic of rejects me to be a man of God in church
Will I be a judge or a lawyer?
I
I think of a lawyer for leadership
To solve the problems in amicable ways
To be call my lord like Jews with Jesus
My darling was not happy
Will I be a soldier or prison guard?
I
I think be a prison specialist in authority
Or an intelligence expert in the army
Any, not all cry for me, it is a horror able place
I exited outer; I stare at sky minus the dust dipping into my ogles
Will I be what and what?
I
If you all junk my careers
Tell me what'll I be I question the space?
Then the soft voice in the sky
Yes, I know it in your lives
Will I be a father or guardian?
I
I will not tell you.
Think your career in live
I turn but none is there
However, a voice says to be a pastor
will be a tax collector or accountant.
I
I think of a lawyer or judge lives
Who will be worries for those criminals?
Yes, as lawyer is target by criminals
Their friend executed by judge via lawyer not judge
Will I be what on this world?
I
Yes, I hear her voice jiggling
Yes, she is joking and calls me pastor not a cleric
Nevertheless, she didn't know
All pray for others needs now
For such name aren’t allow in our society life
For young person to be a priest
I held up and what I’ll be call while I’s thirsty
I turn to uncle for advice
Yes to give me more in live sincere
However, aunt was not happy for career
Being solider is like a death row
Who will dare go between the border of Russia & Ukraine?
Marine soldier will dare
A coward likes you and me
Therefore, i am a mogul to be rich as others
That is wrong career in ours
Will I be a farmer or woodcutter?
I
Be farmer not shopkeeper
Grand mama wishes me as farmer.
Yes, mother wishes me as pot maker
Grandpapa wishes as chief or president.
Will I be a song composer or piano player?
I
Being singer is best then being a composer
Be a writer then being a spear master
Moreover, the voice says yes! Yes, be a writer
Yes be a writer in your live
Will I be a priest, a writer, a poet or a song composer?
I
I wish to be a priest, to be a novelist and poet in lives
And a lawyer beside me; as a writer, poet are like critic
So all things to God
Copyright © Peter Jok Lual | Year Posted 2022
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