In conclusion, I have to leave you with a poem that I used to give my mentees (those whom I helped grow in their careers or talents), of whom Sunday de John Along is one. The poem, now part of my collection in a book that is entitled ‘Talent is Latent’ goes as follows:
Watching Tabitha, my firstborn, threateningly approaching a crossing line into a teen life in 3 years’ time, I panic! So my beautiful, delicate, innocent, naive little angel is about to leave me… Continue reading
By Jon Pen de Ngong For South Sudan, what has already come around will always come around in order to go around, war without end, world without end! I mean, the same lobbying… Continue reading
