Furthermore, I would wish to appreciate my beloved friend the Chairman for S. Sudan Civil Society Alliance Deng Athuai Mawiir Rehan—a man whose heart thirsted for a Country with replete of prosperity, democracy and fair governance which he stringently strove for long time but which he didn’t attained. Secondly, I wish to appreciate my Western Equatoria governor, Gen. Joseph Benghazi Bakosoro of Yambio for his patriotic heart.
You know what; it is not too late to tell you that I am sorry even when we parted from the Nile Bitch Hotel sorely offended over our initiative of reforming the Nation—in which I sternly rebuked you over what I called ‘cowardice and mesmerizing with this regime’ without even regarding your virtue as my governor.
But it was because my heart was in the state of burnout—seeing that our people are acutely weighed down under heaviest fatigue of suffering—the suffering those provoked arbitrary by this so-called SPLM/A government.
I pray that God should put the same seed of consuming zeal into your heart which I suffered in my heart for so long—knowing that we are but one people with same identity—and that our problem should not be tackled from tribal perspectives but must be seen from the horizons of collectiveness.
Owing to our say, it is clear and reasonable: if the untold plights occurred to the South Sudanese, people are to be solved—they must be tackled in wider perspectives in order to reach its holistic remediation.
Truth must be said: for the South Sudanese people are the most marginalized, they were marginalized first under the Khartoum’s leadership—when the ideology of Islamization and Arabization mulishly refused to bend down for harmony to thrive in one Nation.
In addition, South Sudanese tribes were tauntingly conditioned to embrace Islam to depict their spiritual noteworthiness, and to become Arabs, to portray their ultimate loyalty—those were the two sharp daggers wielded on their faces as the laws for peaceful co-existence.
Now, we again found ourselves disillusioned by the failed and racial regime of Salva Kiir that cheated on us—to trust and vote for him under its SPLA/M: that in turn we will own a Country that would be happily enjoying its fair and good governance.
Nevertheless, who can really believe now, that today we are languishing in hell again! We suffered acute poverty; gunshot death, illiteracy, poor health facility, tribal catastrophes and so many others.
To speak, but the truth, we were tempted twice to mention all the names of those who have ruined our Country, but we saw to it as a taboo even to use my pen to write their collective names all—so I kept “Under Salva Kiir” for the prudence to the truth sake.
In addition, we decided to describe their collectives names as, ‘them, they and their’ but used ‘we, I, us and our’ to make our drastic motive towards the same Society clear and different towards same land’s. Woe we are! Who will help such peoples under this heavy fatigues and indescribable suffering!
We call upon God, The Author Of Creation, to help—and to all the fifty Countries those who ushered into our Independence, including the International Community—yea, to rise up with us!
The Country that was supposed to bless and sustain all her Citizens inclusive its sisters Countries, is now faltered on despotic arm of Salva Kiir’s military diktat. And who may not get disillusioned by this despotism, one may ask himself or herself, “is this was what our late fathers were martyred for?”
Because the land has fallen on all four into the hands of blind and carefree—Salva Kiir and his privileged elites! Yes, “The rain of TRUTH must rain no matter what ails”. They are working in dangerous collusions, escalating their entrenchment under SPLA/M name. We are shocked by such upheaval disillusionment!
It has reached to the extent that we are imposed by this situation to flee, because the Country is no longer accommodating us for peaceful life. SPLM Chairmanship’s military diktat demands only to destroy those who are only wishing to have a Country of transparency, equality, equity and prosperity for all.
These are the most neglected and impossible things to happen—and we if insist, we could simply be ordered to come down on our knees in servile submission or else our sure hope for survival will be only in Diasporas’ accommodations—in exile, because we won’t find security for our lives again.
All our peoples now are chagrinfully languishing in the corners of foreign societies, to find themselves fugitives Aliens in nomadic life; eating the morsels of shame and drinking water from the cups of humiliations—under the privileged feigned foreign permissions who are allowing them to share their food for sometimes—expecting their sooner return to where they truly belong.
This is a fact of reality; “we must turn the eyes of the world upon the atrocities in S. Sudan”. Quotation taken from former American President George W. Bush in his prepared remarks delivered to American Jewish. We dare say that these ‘trying to govern’ people, “their fathers did not provide them with toys to repair when they were young, so they turned the Country and the lives of these poor societies into toys for recreation!”
I must fight for our societal legacy of diversity, the legacy of my Country is more valuable to me than little systematic organization (government) or polity of whatsoever—that instigates conflicts and mulishly negates our beautiful diversity, which could be fantastically enjoyable. We are ready to repudiate SPLM with his privileged elites; I am very ready in defying Salva Kiir’s racial regime: we are asserting our NO in the loudest voice!
Woe is me if I will be silent again! Yes, true to say that, “I was a human being all along—until I reached S. Sudan where I became a dying castaway”. I will never be silent: “though the waves of the Indian Ocean are stilled—I shall never be calmed to roar, I could either have it all, but at all!”
For The Author of Creation in whose eyes the life of everyone is better, suffered on me his will, we are impelled to add our NO, against this racial system—the blood of my fallen Martyrs cry to me out of their graves, ‘shout out our voices’ I said, what to shout?, “quit! Quit! Quit! Let racists Regime leave, let them never continue in the power, because they have made fool out of our death, they cheated on us—they didn’t rise the right scepter, the scepter of good judgment; they’ve neglected to build the Kingdom of Equity and Equality for all.
They’ve not allow justice to reign—they’ve broken prosperity by her legs, so that she became handicap to dance for all—they’ve become cruel to peace, leaving her trodden down under boots of violence’.
From therein, my heart remain to condemns me through and through over my numbness in the cave of silence, for keeping the roof of my lips locked up as if I don’t see what is occurring in my Country. If we need peace, we must value the truth: “For it is from out of the man of truth—that truth is meant to be real—and it’s in the hearts of the family of Truth that the Truth is sincerely valued and recognized above the purest diamond”.
I never find peace within my Soul; tears never cease flowing down on my two cheeks. Happiness I wished it back, but it deserted me for good—I sleep almost when it is already times for the people to wake up—because my eyes have rebelled against me, they doggedly refuse to get locked, though I press them together with my two hands, they still ticked open. I am a man of heavy heart, although I try to laugh, it is all feigned laugh.
Because all the sounds of my laughter, who can believe that they are feigned and fibbed ones—they are not from my real heart! Why be happy, when my peoples are expelled out of their Country every day, all my birds have flown away from their nests—they left their residues, because they are peoples with no strong-handed government to truly care for what they want.
It takes one’s courage to reveal his truest inside out—yea; I said this for truth’s sake. My Soul need to see the change, the true one that should make all of us to get settled happily in the pastures of transparency, with justice allowed to gaily distributing us its fruits hugged by her sister prosperity in ultimate harmony for all.
True to say it, “If I still have an aggressive enemy left: should be the man that disdainfully wields the dagger of injustice on anyone anywhere”.
By: Rev. Malong Bak Malong
No comments:
Post a Comment