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Aug 2013
There’s something about us
We’re trudging at the witchy hours
Laughter and moans simultaneously as we hit ruts,
Not complaining even when red and rawer
You call me “mad” and I said “you’re nut”
And we trudge on!

We’re frail, but we howl like tenfold wolf
Bloodshot eyes, I see a tink of red hue as we bark
“**** we’re loud” but I still can’t hear us yelp
We’re weak yet so destructive and we bring down landmarks
“Warring factions are here, please somebody get help!”
We band on!...........................to be continued
Written by
steve colossus  South Sudan
(South Sudan)   
913
   Nat Lipstadt
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