I have got two values,
My first value exists on
Papers of the book and
in the people’s
tongue — that is a value to
Say my name without esteem,
While the second value is the
One that exists in the jail cell, my
tongue is a flame of passion,
I am serving as a prisoner for
being the director of humanity
I am a lost sheep in the wilderness.
My voice that calls for fair human
Treatment wilders
I am caught by the neck, with both
arms shackled, I am under the
supervision of ignorance
the harsh prison officer, I barely
breathe! I am in the manacle of
no escape and access to speak
of myself!
I am being cruelly mistreated
in the eyes of the big man whose
tongue speaks the importance of
me, he sits at the high table, to hear
trials where I am supposed to appear
at the right wing
but he never sees me valuable for
I am an opponent to currency who
he sees the best to have!
my opponent has completely
got a hold of my value, I hear of
my name being valued by those
in the exigency of equality
and fairness, but outside the fence
of power to release me, no one.
I demand of my immediate
release
from the jail, I want to go down
the lives of
human beings that I work on
Comforting innocent souls
Bringing human together
For equality cherishes.
Let justice reign ✍
The poet is a Second-year student at the University of Juba. He is reachable via email address theemisaacmachar@gmail.com/+211922218519