Dear government of Sudan and SPLM,
If you are planning to start another bloody civil war, evacuate a few villages and kill each other there.
There is no need to kill innocent civilians, focus on the real "enemy".
"Sudan is not really a country at all, but many. A composite layers, like a genetic fingerprint of memories that were once fluid, but have since crystallized out from the crucible of possibility" Jamal Mahjoub, a Sudanese novelist
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Revolutionary Sudan
الحكومة دي كاتمة على نفسنا ليها 19 سنة انا خلاص زهجت
Dear Mr. President.
I really can't tolerate your government any longer. It's a criminal regime in every single way.
For the last 19 years, you've tortured, killed, looted, traumatized and you've failed to stabilize the country.
Two decades ago, Sudanese marched in every single city and they've succeeded in overthrowing the Nimeri dictatorial regime.
We are going to do it again.
All you care about nowadays is peace talks to solve the Darfur conflict. you know something, you are our biggest problem.
You can't solve the Darfur problem. You don't belong in the presidential palace, you should be in Kobar ( a jail in Khartoum North).
If we want to solve the Darfur problem, we need a comprehensive peace agreement. We need justice, we need equality, we need peace-makers, we need democracy.
We need another president.
We don't trust you Mr. President. You've failed us too many times. You've dishonored too many "peace" agreements.
I don't feel safe in my own country anymore.
Millions are living like refugees in their own country.
If we complain, you prosecute us.
We've been silent for 19 years.
Now, it is time to speak. It's time for you and the world to hear our voices.
We need a revolution.
We need to fix our crippled civil society and fight back.
But we are not going to be like you, we are going to protest peacefully.
We don't like your violent ways. Remember what you did in Nuba mountains, remember the Jihad in the South, remember Darfur, remember the ghost houses in Khartoum, remember the soldiers buried alive in 1990- no, they were not planning a coup, remember the mothers complaining about their 15 year old sons being forced to fight a war they don't believe in.
A war we never understood.
You've had your cake, you've licked the plate and you've broke the plate...now keep your shattered plate, we are buying a new one.
Dear Mr. President.
I really can't tolerate your government any longer. It's a criminal regime in every single way.
For the last 19 years, you've tortured, killed, looted, traumatized and you've failed to stabilize the country.
Two decades ago, Sudanese marched in every single city and they've succeeded in overthrowing the Nimeri dictatorial regime.
We are going to do it again.
All you care about nowadays is peace talks to solve the Darfur conflict. you know something, you are our biggest problem.
You can't solve the Darfur problem. You don't belong in the presidential palace, you should be in Kobar ( a jail in Khartoum North).
If we want to solve the Darfur problem, we need a comprehensive peace agreement. We need justice, we need equality, we need peace-makers, we need democracy.
We need another president.
We don't trust you Mr. President. You've failed us too many times. You've dishonored too many "peace" agreements.
I don't feel safe in my own country anymore.
Millions are living like refugees in their own country.
If we complain, you prosecute us.
We've been silent for 19 years.
Now, it is time to speak. It's time for you and the world to hear our voices.
We need a revolution.
We need to fix our crippled civil society and fight back.
But we are not going to be like you, we are going to protest peacefully.
We don't like your violent ways. Remember what you did in Nuba mountains, remember the Jihad in the South, remember Darfur, remember the ghost houses in Khartoum, remember the soldiers buried alive in 1990- no, they were not planning a coup, remember the mothers complaining about their 15 year old sons being forced to fight a war they don't believe in.
A war we never understood.
You've had your cake, you've licked the plate and you've broke the plate...now keep your shattered plate, we are buying a new one.
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