Best Sudanese Poems

Born into suffering

Born to be malnourished

Born in the bush

Born on the run

Born under the umbrella of poverty

 

Born to be a refugee

Born in the middle of despair

Born in worries

Born in the frightful time

Born with the horrified blood

 

Son of the scream

Daughter of bombs

Sister of landmines

Brother...

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The world wants to attack 
England, for invading 
other countries,
You invaded America,

Again let's play
The blame Game,
Your Ancestors  
Invaded Australia,

Your Ancestors
Invaded America,
your Ancestors
Invaded New Zealand,

Your Ancestors 
Invaded Africa,
Lets play the 
Blame game,

Yet Sudanese tribes,
invaded other tribes,
taking slaves as the victory
of battle,

The New Zealand 
Maori Invaded...

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She 
is 
a 
fine 
damsel,
Fluent 
in 
Swahili,
Walking 
barefoot 
on 
the 
dusty 
streets 
of 
Mali,
Cracks 
under 
her 
feet 
incured 
from 
decades 
of 
strife,
Caves 
of 
filth 
and 
so 
they 
mock 
her 
when 
she 
passes 
by,
As 
the 
darkness 
thickens 
the 
silence 
becomes 
more 
terrifying,
She 
searches 
for 
a 
hiding...

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Love and care

It is movables love plus care
Obtained to our mom
It real love I dare
We found from our real mom
It is loved future seen
Given by our black mom

Love and fear

It is totally fear
Regenerated from our dad
Though it is clear
Good manner from our dad

Love and help

Help...

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I have a destiny,
That most of you look down on,
As being poor and backward.
That many desire to change and have me assimilated,
But I'm surely destined to be African.

When you meet me, I've got more melanin,
And my smile isn't as charming as you wish,
And my nose...

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Saw a man at a snowy bus stop

Tall and lean

Black as black can be

Probably in his Sunday best

This Monday morning.

My guess Sudanese.

Here on compassionate grounds

Home country ripped apart

Tribal and religious strife.

What might he have seen Lord?

What atrocities and robbery?

What loved ones abandoned?

With no other apparent...

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The final call of the last male of a species ,
Sounds a bit like a broken record, 
Or maybe it sounds like choking blood, 
Red, breathing and hollow. 
It isn’t poetic 
It’s just red
When we look at a wheezing forest we try to call it...

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Prejudice--THE REALITY --PART 2

Prejudice

Yellow man, Red man, White man, Black man;

Yellow man, Red man, White man, Black man;

Yellow man, Red man, White man, Black man;
The whole wide world is filled with dissolution;
Poverty in the streets over mass distributions;
Prejudice
 WHAT?
Why! Oh, tell me why;
Must these races,...

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SEXINESS

Knowing me as a sensitive and caring person,
What I find sexy, as you may have suspected,
(Although by rationalizing the situation it will only worsen)
Is based on real  people with whom I have been connected

For example dark hair about jaw length
A dress with a flared...

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The show's leading lady sports a goatee 
  Braided armpits bear her understudy
Times have changed at the university
  The cast now picked for its diversity

Two Hispanics, two Poles, and two Russkis
  Five from the country and five from cities
Cuban nationals who know...

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First sighting

It was an early summer morning when my best friend Edwin 
threw pebbles on my window to wake me up
I like morning slumber, waking up at six, looking at the alarm
the clock on the bedstand and think of two hours more sleep.
Ewin said there...

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hypocrite leaders continue to bite other Africans daily.
as the rebels M23 "Rwanda defence force" bombed
bases of burudian peace soldiers 
in DRCongo wantonly. 
many people astonished 
and claimed that Kenyan,  
Ugandan and 
South Sudanese soldiers 
of East African 
Community 
are with the rebels M23 to...

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As the dark veil covered the sky,
I was left with no choice but to resign to fate.
The enemy was relentless in their pursuit—
My platoon scattered after the strike on Khartoum.
Only two bullets remain~
One to kill another,
The other for myself.

I was lucky to find an abandoned...

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Voyagers 

The old ship
rust stripped like a Sudanese mule
doomed to carry fleeing people across
a landscape of despair
Why, she floats is a lasting mystery
From one obscure port to another
she finds her way
The captain and the chief are never sober
plays ten-cent poker
The captain signs the manifesto but takes
no interest, what's...

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Voyagers 

The old ship
rust stripped like a Sudanese mule
doomed to carry fleeing people across
a landscape of despair
Why, she floats is a lasting mystery
From one obscure port to another
she finds her way
The captain and the chief are never sober
plays ten-cent poker
The captain signs the manifesto but takes
no interest, what's...

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