| OROMOYANG POEMS |
| MY SISTER When she asked for a friendly brother, I was born for her When I think of a sister, family, partner, peer, I see her When I look on my first ever photo I rememeber her When I have dreams I turn to a room that belonged to her When going to church, my only lovely sister was her When forgetting musical tunes I listen to her When I hold a socks made ball I remember her When beaten by older homeboys i think of her When I need a comforter there is only her When in need of X-mass cothes I turn to her When tears dry on my eyes I remember her When people talk bad on me I listen to her When hit my a rocket I couldn't accept it was her When on a family meal table, the only missing was her When she was alive I had no one but her When I see a smilling lady I remember her Why should you be lonely there By David Oromo |