09/08/2024
I am a South Sudanese
I was born in war, grew up and died in war
I was disappointed for I and my brothers were oppressed by our fellow men in the then Sudan
I rebeled and fought for our freedom
I walked for three months in the then Southern region to Ethiopia for the search of my right and strength in order to emancipate our mother land whose torturing, killing, fear of death and lack of freedom were the order of the years
I struggled and fought for twenty one years to get my right and we achieved it but still doesn't make sense to the orphanage community
I sang the songs to encourage my fellow warriors in order for us to succeed our dreams, indeed we did it
I left my family to starve to death for I was doing a national duties to set my mother land free from oppressors
I got castrated and killed with most of my comrades while helping my Southerners from marginalization of Khartoum regime.
The Independence of South Sudan was achieved after I left the world and my death wasn't my choice and not a will from God but I died while helping my people.
I thought our dream was accomplished and put to reality but my colleagues who are alive today have now forgotten what we fought for.
My kids are now suffering from hunger in the country where I devoted and offered my life to, in order for my kids to enjoy the fruits of our sweat and be first citizens in their own country but is not the case now.
My kids and my wives are now suffering in the country where I took gun and fought for in order for them to be free but not at all (wele),
My kids and my wives still sleep on the naked hard ground with no shelter, no clothing, no daily bread and with no basic services like food, water and health to mention few.
My kids and our widowers are still walking bare-footed with no shoes.
This means that our colleagues have now forgotten our kids and widowers in the now called South Sudan.
We had regretted our souls and energy which we had lost for the freedom of this beloved country.
Our hearts are still crying for the hardest struggle ever, we had undergone throughout the revolution.
Will we not be cursed for all the wrong deeds we had committed in this country?
I'm a Martyr who lost my life in the course of freedom for this country
This is an outcry from the late colleagues, where Are our kids and widowers
By
Ustaz Achuil Lual Manyang