A Throng Song Poem by Naih Garang

In my place
Is hard to separate or trace
A good and strong song
From a real throng song.

They sing in their faith
Gatherings to God,
But most are not for good
Just a stake of gut.

We should sting
With songs we sings
To push for our needs
With a strong throng song indeed.

In our neighborhood,
They sang with sweet voice
Of peoples' strength to have food
They wanted as their choice.

In my place of birth
We've a great river Nile,
Where we drink and bath
The only place that give us a smile.

At home the struggle
Continue, a sequel of a book
That our bibliophiles undertook
But nothing new as we still strangle.

A success track is one
That we sing together as brothers,
A real fight song is one we feel as sisters,
A lifetime hymn rhymes has in it
Verses that bring change via throng song.



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