Once after every five years
We get confuse who is who to believe
Every day begins with a lie and ends with stupid commends on the than driver
And all strive to emancipate us
...
All through in the compound of thirsty children
The arms do not touch the armpits
So close but they can't meet
How does he manage
...
I am just a simple boy born to the most committed parents that is Mabior Ajang Mabior {father}and Adhong Nhial Kuol {mother}.I was born in Sudan during the time of stiff struggle between SPLA and the Khartoum.I am undergoing my learning in Kenya hoping to finish and past highly in my KCSE exams this year.I love literature and I would wish that I become a great author, poets and a play write.Although my first ambition is to undertake Electrical Engineering and literature to be my advantageous career.)
Are They Reliable...
Once after every five years
We get confuse who is who to believe
Every day begins with a lie and ends with stupid commends on the than driver
And all strive to emancipate us
When the day comes we do our best
No one blames the other
You heard for yourself during the public talk
After the most anticipated day
We become of no worthy
No wonder it's a place to eat than to serve
But don't blame them much because
We like to prosper on lies
We are vulnerable to cheating.