As I was travelling to the Pojulu Cultural Festival To meet my beautiful, unknown Nyoka Ruei struck without warning I saw him wandering without a head A ghost set loose on empty streets I asked a bystander why he walked abroad Leju drew near and whispered low “They have released him to spread terror On critics of the system.” “What!” I shouted. “How blatant do you think they are? Where is the justice?” And I broke down in tears. Ruei heard us. Without warning, he struck Leju from behind And he fell With his club, he forced his way toward me I stepped backwards, heart pounding past its speed Above, I saw the law wailing in the sky We are brutalised. Every face around was shocked. Is there a system in Junubi That can hold anyone accountable Ruei raised his club toward my head I lifted my Bible to block the blow Expecting fire to consume it But none came. The Spi...
Dawn past dusk, I try Light in dark all run dry. A rope round my belly I tie, Hold back breath, I slowly die, All stuck still in dark. Oh, vanity, Junub in futility Clothed in fractured unity A promise in vanity Expecting love, I found but hate Seeking peace, I nurtured war. Prosperity caged in poverty Light remained, yet blanketed Oh, vanity, hope runs empty. Oh, vanity! Junub in futility Clothed in fractured unity A promise in vanity Morning glory, no rise gains Brighten shadows all withdrawn Dine to shine, yet gloom remains Search to find, all still bound in dark All dry all stuck, all in dark Oh, vanity! Junub in futility Clothed in fractured unity A promise in vanity © Sir Abunerry