AUGUST OKELLO_AUGUST P`OKOT
In the heart of Alero, where the sun shines bright,
Lives Alaro-ker so beautiful, a stunning sight.
Her skin as dark as moo-yaa, her eyes like jewels,
Her smile so captivating, it can break any rules.
Her hair flows like river Ayago, so full and free,
Her curves like the rolling hills of Ajulu, for all to see.
At the bwola dance, She dances with grace,
a rhythm all her own, Dako- ker on her throne.
Her spirit so vibrant, full of life and joy,
Her laughter contagious, no one can be coy.
She carries herself with such poise and grace,
In her presence, time and worries all erase.
Her voice is like music, a melody so sweet,
Her words so wise, they cannot be beat.
She tells tales of Acoli lands and traditions,
Her culture alive, through her depictions.
This Acoli belle, a rare and precious gem,
A beauty so unique, hard to comprehend.
She represents a land of rich history and art,
A shining example of a beautiful heart, Nyako ker
Kikume