My Own Torn Town Poem by Naih Garang

I was totally gone
In the world of my own
Since all in my tally
Was torn in town.

Birds sang lullaby,
But none could hear,
'Cause conscience was lost;
Many even bade bye bye.

The fate hanged
As men all wander
Helter-skelter in wonder
As rampage goes on in town.

Women lied down
As babies cry beside,
Houses were set ablaze,
Nowhere was safe to embrace.

Not too long there,
The vulture's beak
Could not bear
The pitch of smell at peak.

The dusk was long,
The dawn couldn't come
Faster for the rescue,
We got stranded as all went wrong.