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As the intimately familiar screech
of an emergency alert is issued, a displaced

plastic bottle streams along the flooded sidewalk.
Sudan still does not have sustainable water.

The mouths of widowed women and bludgeoned children
run dry. Darfur is a skeleton.

The death of the last male northern white rhino,
named Sudan, receives more coverage than the genocide.

In 2016, a photographer
received award from the World Press contest

for capturing seven-year-old Adam Abdel’s extensive burns
After his own government bombed his village,

Adam received displacement.
Dominique Jun 2019
Blood from a thousand crimson fighters
Floods the dusty streets, staining tank wheels,
Mixed in with the spit of the militia.
We press the "sign petiton" button,
Sharing and ordering others to "look, feel"
For those people whose brains are scattered
In a nation they keep attempting to heal.

Over there, a mother watches her baby's fingertips
Turn from deep, flushed rose to the chillest blue.
So our profile pictures change that way too,
While we mutter "Jesus, what a shame" and scroll on.
How we contribute to their salvation!
Thirty seconds, and thoughts and prayers are gone.

And when, morosely, they flash the white flag
Of bitter, tear-caked, heavy-borne surrender
As will certainly happen (optimism can't counteract child ****)
We will pick up our phones and idly say,
"Hey, this other country's got a crisis too."
And act as though their torture is over-
But for now let's #PaintSudanBlue.
I'm not saying it isn't important to put pressure on the UN to investigate the crisis going on and of course donating to a petition is incredible of  people to do and we cannot expect miracles from everyone who reads about this. But the notion that changing your profile picture "For Sudan's sake" will change anything is a ridiculous one. I hate the idea of anybody feeling better about themselves or the crisis because they made three clicks to alter their instagram icon. We should be sobbing for these people, lobbying the UN, the government, and other authorities to act now. A petition is a good start but it isn't anywhere near enough. I really wish we weren't all so helpless over here; personally, I can't even donate because I'm not of age. The response just seems a little pathetic and I'm so, so angry at the injustice happening over there (which is why this poem isn't amazing, I didn't have time to craft rage thoughts into something pretty). Sorry for the rant.
ohellobeautiful Jun 2019
i am sleepwalking through
this clouded view of truth
and my soul is heavy
with your need to escape
all those noises they grew
so your voices would fade
the clouds are turning gray
and begin pouring fate
the rain wants to stay
but the sun finds a way
as they grow familiar
with the rivers and waves
i have formed in the desert
with the tears that i taste
from the suffering you face
and i want to erase
all the pain that remains
so that look on your face
can be lifted some day
as we all have the power
to shine light your way
and use our own privilege
to create worlds of change
praying for the people of Sudan. please research what is going on. there is a massacre and it’s not being spoken about. they have an internet blackout and they need us to echo their screams.
let’s do our best to uplift the oppressed.
Tara Marie Dec 2014
Although I haven't witnessed
Darfur's eyes run red.
Rivers full of skeletons,
and bodies torn and bled.

I've read about the pigment
of fearful hearts so lost.
A dreaded world within a world;
there are no lines to cross.

Money paid for power.
Power, bodies, bills.
The Janjaweed at noon,
are cleansing for their drills.

Washing down stern orders
with blood on unclean hands.
Babies and their mothers
decomposing in sand.

Weapons worn like diamonds.
Lust and **** colliding.
Torture becomes normalcy.
Living only hiding.

So long as Omar al-Bashir
sees families as roaches,
death is understated.
In greed, he people-poaches.

Pity is for damsels
parading in a tide
of much needed attention
with ego on the side.

To you, my friend
who listens, but fails to comprehend:
Those who live for nothing
are nothing in the end,

I ask you, pray for Sudanese
fed horrors for their lunch,
their bones becoming rubble,
under tires they will crunch.
Darfur, Sudan is an authoritarian state run under the rule of Omar al-Bashir. Not only is the political makeup a ***** dictatorship, but ethnic cleansing is normalcy. The United Nations is a trusted alliance that constantly excepts donations and aid. Follow the link for more information..;=31208&;=EA6A14&gclid;=CNLaqozApcICFc1_MgodoigAqg&gclsrc;=aw.ds

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