I remember while you are away .
How long your throb will go on?
How deep your wound pique in the bottom of your soul?
We are going to survive
We are going to survive
The bloodstream may never come apart
The acreage surface stained like a fault on and on
We are going to survive
We are going to survive
Willy-nilly weapons in the whiff are killing races haphazardly in numbers
You have to flight
You have to salt away
You have to be under lock and key
You have to remain alive
You have to be unbreakable enough to endorse this catastrophe in Greenland
The empire is gone to hellfire
Pile out with hearing these gunshots around,
We are all going to survive
We are all going to survive
Soar up in the forenoon with terror in your heart
Fright evoked in your eyes
Cover up your bird snapper and cover up your range of vision, but the bullets still coming side by side and never go far
We are going to survive
We are going to survive
It's the edge of the star and the heel of time
Twig your hopes and dreams
Where the ballgame is hanging by a thread
Homes sabotaged nowhere to be found the dried bushes
We are going to survive
We are going to survive
If you don't hold and croak, you are a settler, but we will come again till the ravage is done.
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Author:
Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker Abdalla (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The poem is written on Saturday, 22nd June 2024. This poem captures after a year of civil Sudan's civil war conditions for many in the capital, Khartoum, are worse than ever - but some of those who escaped from the city in the early days are also struggling to survive. Peacemaking efforts and attempts at a ceasefire have all collapsed since fighting broke out in Khartoum last year. There is still besieged, and the fighting has not stopped, the RSF have penetrated the whole of Sudan and caused havoc, while the army is shelling their positions within the neighbourhood. Death could come at any moment. An estimated 5,000 Sudanese people have already been killed in crossfire between these two warring branches of the military, while many more have been injured.
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
A tragic event that seems to have no answers. Nicely written
Yes, the tragic has been felt since 2023 but we always pray for lasting peace in Sudan.
My best wishes are with them
A touching and poignant write of the ongoing struggle to survive in a country ravaged by internal war and fighting. Amongst all the darkness still hanging on to the hope there will be peace, nicely expressed and written
I was born to write poetry at thick and thin.
I appreciate your kindness and support.
You are very welcome
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