Stirs Dust Like Horse Poem by David Aoloch Bion

War was raging
Joang our God
Stirred dust like vehicle
Joang released red white wind
So war stopped

War was raging
Joang our God
Stirred dust like horse
Joang released red white wind
So war stopped

War was raging
Clans overlook and underestimate my power
Clans who hears by eyes not ears
Who says things were worse
So wife of Joang ran away from
She left home, evacuated him
But war of men is not watched
By women and children
It harms by accident