Jerks of a docking ship

                                                  By Atok Dan

When a docking ship stumbles,

moody passengers jerk brazenly,

jabbering violently in self-control

to a sudden end of a voyage

could be a crush,

or can it be a drift in the river,

its magnitude turns wild individually

easily upset passengers could empty their bowls into the sea

in life you jerk,

but never can it be an end of a voyage,

hitting a dock on a smooth road jerks muscles

fittingly can a plan ends unnoticed

experienced pilot normally survives its episode

blared fearing unfriendly way stations in life,

still, God had a plan

called it tremor of life

enduring heat of success

Aghast by cascading theories in life

it means no end to but a trial

though it sets you afire

your brain charges chemicals for fitness

call it reasoning

or irrational reaction

I know it

does anyone says it is morbidly fascinating

aloof apt

on lonely life aboard

face its double facets,

of bad and good

Granary of the Nile

Granary of the Nile

By Atok Dan

 

Along the swamp of sudd, a land echoes with abundant life,

and sea breezes with a gentle wind

noises of reeds rattle in the unstoppable wind,

creating havoc on the shores,

cranks of reptiles in the Nile

another fear of pending night attacks

 

On raising eyebrows

one sees poles of fishing nets dotted waters of Nile tributaries

a granary of life pregnant with hope

a taste of fresh tilapia of the Nile is a live dinner

and never have fishes ever complained of an unjust massacre

fish rights are yet to see light in our lands

they are mercilessly killed

 

The abundance of priceless waters of the Nile is another source of the show

a rich piece of land with its open stomach facing our skies

to invite seasonal rains that water our crops

a blessing for our nomadic communities

Misseriya and Dinka all come for grazing

wild beasts of the land brag about in their bushes

a non-penetrable zone to mad poachers

the granary of the Nile is a strength and our gift

 

On cold nights, papyrus mate is a blanket for herders

sailors dock about with happiness

hoping fresh tilapia will nourish them

with natural fridges full of fresh waters

and gird up ready for the next voyage

with cock crows

fishermen with blushed eyes hurry

in the rescue of their breaking nets loaded with catches of the Nile

a market booms with cheaper prices

Hot hearted on street of Juba

By Atok Dan

On Juba’s street,

I stumbled on him,

The hot-hearted person,

On corridors of happiness,

I met him the black-hearted

His black heart held in dark is darker

How reddish could a blood ooze in arteries, it is still dark

His hot heart sends me to a sick bed

Behest of power of his ancestral deity

He crumbled me dead

Perhaps he did lose control

Probably he did intend to terminate me

He is lord of impunity

For he had done dead many like me but untouchable

But nature made me live to tell the tale

That many of his likes are lethal to innocent pedestrians

His “4” wheel guzzler rolled rubbers on my delicate melanin

Had I surrendered my life,

My life still screams in me

I was alive in a psychological deformed

Terrified of streets tears of horrors  

Of people rolled over by reckless drivers

Of speedy motorists

Where traffic fellows feel fascinated

It is in the street of Juba

Is it a rolling incident or road accident?

Rolled in a road accident when merciless cars guzzle  

It downs on you and ferries you to a cemetery for burial

Analogy of reason

By Atok Dan

A vocal liar can at times bends truth lethally,

In the company of fair-weather friends,

A lethal liar bends to survive the legacy of their gospel

Death of logical mind,

Unproductive associations thrive

Critics of truth take umbrage in

Telling none to oppose,

The Analogy of reasoning becomes dampened

Choruses of truth wail loudly in immense seas of illogic

Death of amnesia after amnesia

Wise and unwise, all adore surviving vice

We don’t question it

But the quest for obscured reasons fades off logically

Reasoning tends to shield behind penumbra

Poisonously paid

Wise tends to be illogical

Unwise collegiate glorifies its blossom  

The vice flourishes

Awesome brains can easily glow greyish

In mere tiresome unethical lessons of life

Irrational and ineptitude,

We bathe off no more of a dust

An agile mind costs us unforgiving memory

In a failure of toeing lines of reasoning

They become problematic,

Reasoning it otherwise

Brains that vibrate in unison dominate,

Unlike unilateral ones

Irrational minds survive no more of a legacy than mourning their lifetime young