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By Wenne Madyt Dengs

I’m told we’re in a blindfold

In which we’re sold

 

Our voices are censored

Whilst our death is sponsored

 

We’re Gentiles in our gentleness today

We’re scavenging in Sodom ku Gomorrah

 

Our mouths are tightened

A rightful word is awarded

 

A death certificate in every society

We live our identity as abused

 

Our race holds no joy to our neighbours,

We’re what their mouths chew

 

Still we can’t see light

We’re in darkness

 

The little light keeps vanishing

Dissolving into our history,

 

Every bird shall sip our blood

In the nightmares of hatred

 

We’re born in fragility

As our taste has gone sour

 

Our kindness has grown wild

For we’re a curse in this era.

 

Wenne Madyt Dengs is a South Sudanese poet and activists. He is going to publish his first maiden poetry book a few months.

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