A question to be considered, "is separation of South from Sudan was what South Sudanese need?"

I took this potion from my own book titled “Humans in Forgotten World” in which I have a bit elaborated on the suffering of South Sudanese society in a wider manner in order to make our point more understandable. 

When any people put up their Country, their first challenges include the immediate realization on ways for which the people must get to survive. I mean that the executive of that Country must quickly draw the ways for her Citizens upon which they (Citizens) are enhanced such that they get skills on how to use their hands.

This must be the major concern for the government to do it. The nonprofessional must get supported on how to work in his or her own firms and most importantly, the governing body should help everybody on finding compensations and loans including capacity building. Jobs must be availed to jobs seekers; this helps in stopping dependency and pave ways for personal improvement. Without which the entire Country will never get out from wails of aggression and fueled by poverty. 

The Mozee Jomo Kenyatta reiterated after the independent of Kenya that Kenyans suffered three things, namely poverty, disease, ignorance, and that Kenyans should learn to be self-reliant in the spirit of concerted effort, yea, which he called its name harambee in order to supplement government effort in development. 

President Moi seconded the same ideology in what is known as Nyayoism, which mean following the footsteps of the founder, harambeeism of Kenyatta. Our South Sudanese friend   Rev. Claudio Zaninotto of Italy talked it willingly in his well-spirited book titled, “When two elephants are fighting, it is the grass that suffers”. He says that what South Sudanese leaders do not really know after their independence are the dilemmas on how they will govern this gigantic Country after it will be fully lowered upon their own hands.

 Okay, until we reached July 9^th 2011, the very important Day in our lives as South Sudanese people all, was where worries began to disturb me more. It happened that when I heard microphones shouting: SPLA Oyeeee! New Sudan Oyeeee! South Sudan Oyeeee! Salva Kiir Oyeeee! Paul Malong Awan Oyeeee! SPLM Oyeeee! SPLA Oyeeee! SPLM Oyeeee!!! Come out all of you the people of Aweil, come…come…all…all…..all!! Come all! Come all! Come to Aweil Freedom Square—today it is your very, very, very important Day! It’s a very important Day!!......Today! Today! 

The microphones repeated that over, over and over repeatedly. All the politicians in collaboration with other parties were urging the Community to come out to celebration their very eventful and the waited Day of your Independence. Therefore, the influx in to the Aweil freedom square of men, women, girls and boys, both civilians and arm personals were great. 

All my colleagues from different sectors disturbed me by their phone calls—egging me to come out and meet them, such we could go together for celebration venue. My colleagues from teachers, Pastors and others were persuasively urging me to come out well dressed for celebration, but unfortunately, I could not. I wished to make them happy by joining them in such a historical Day of my Country’s Independence—yet my heart was blunt about that. 

I could not tolerate this: that in any society whose people used to praise the rich and eulogy their top ones—they will always engender prideful spirit and neglectful hearts—the pride that will eventually distort all the nobility of man! So, to continue with story, I stayed home until mid-day whereas everyone including my own wife was already at celebration’s arena. Then at mid-day I finally made up my mind go to the Freedom square where there was a great mob seriously enchanting. Though I did come to the place, yet I was still rigid to come closer, rather I seated myself at distant under a certain mahogany tree where a woman was making her tea—and ordered one cup of my favorite.

 Then I gazed at them from faraway, frantically exasperated at the jubilation crowd with wrinkled face. I looked at them ruefully every now and then—not sensing that someone might be watching my unbecoming reactions even. In addition, as I was still looking at the shrieking crowd—observing how a certain young man from Lou tribe was energetically brandishing his buttocks repeatedly, as he danced. Moreover, other young Dinka women who were enthusiastically singing songs with countless ululation, and some old men and women were jumping vicissitudes, laughing abysmally and ceaselessly and repeatedly jarred me up!

I, just exasperated by such irresponsible dances—not realizing that I was still in the tea place, I rashly said: ‘These people are really chicken minded and ignorant type, wherefore are they dancing now? I continued, “They’re very dull enough to foresee what it means to get Independent at the other side! 

I recklessly repeated such words with loud voice until Abuk Akech Deng, a tea-maker woman retorted me with her searing questions, and she said, “Malong! Malong, you know I used to respect you so much, because I have known you to be a knowledgeable and noble person and without haughtiness—today you proved the opposite! 

What happened to you today? You’re not even happy and are asking such questions that “why these enchanting and shrieking for?” She continued, “I have seen your face wrinkled and displeased even, why? She went on to explaining to me saying, “Have you forgotten that these people are giggling for their Independence Day? If I were to be free my from tea work, I would have joined them, but because my kids will eat nothing eventually at the end of the day if I do not make tea. That is why I am here now, you see”. 

Then she finally concluded saying, “We are now a free people as she was collecting her empty glasses”. I quickly rebuffed and questioned her back, “freed from what?” She said, “Free from Arabs of course, she hastily replied in confidence”. Nevertheless, as I leaned back on my chair, I said, “you do not know yet this people how craving and neglectful their ways are. I continued, have not these same reckless leaders governed us?

 I aid as I pointed at them with my three fingers. I continued—were they not the same people who are egging these poor Community and falsely addressing them that they’ll render good services to them?”, I continued, “are they not the same ones governing us since 2005 up to this very July 9^thof 2011?”Yes, she replied to my questions—in a rather weak voice.

 Then I said, “Then what changes have they made, these unruly, and ‘twenty one years-minded groups’. They vaguely think about these neediest tribes—who are sincerely looking forward with expectation to have their needs met. This, is something that is unbelievably contrary to these militias who took this Day for granted as their privileged day—as an One party merit for Credited Day”—this day which they allegedly claimed it as One party efforts exerted or achievement—and are going to make these peasants “share with them in its harvest”. 

These blunt hearted politicians did never think it even that the battle is fought collectively. Even, to mention but few, there were both rural and urban people—including the intellectuals inside the Sudan and those in Diasporas nationalists who did not know or heard about anything called Party. Nevertheless, they fought the war heartily to death! However, I explained all these to Abuk Akech Deng—that the achieved independent day was a wage of a collective struggle—(and) by all the South Sudanese in and outside this Country cohesively. In addition, that it was regardless of any party, religion or tribe—yet she was still passive and keenly urged me to specifically give SPLM/A the privileged more time. 

She said, “They will indulge for so times, but later on they might realize that what they were doing is wrong, and sure, they will improve into becoming good leaders.” I was very depressed by her senseless answers—and from how her reckless and ignorance about all that I said. I sobbingly walked away in a bad stress. 

Though in attempt, tried to apology to me saying, “Please, Malong, come back, see you have not even finished your tea”. I never looked even back again. My heart became so rigidly unhappy—and loathed to see any South Sudanese Human Beings! My heart went further asking me questions like, “Your creator have assigned you with the fatigues of suffering, hasn’t he? You are from failed Beings, aren’t you? 

You are destined for everlasting misfortunes, aren’t you? I went even further noting down every time whenever I could take steps to any place or in any conversation for the two days of the Jubilee.

--Where will we really be heading our destination right now afterward, as we have fully possessed an Independent State? I am afraid, from where will we export shrewd leaders who will govern our Country with transparency and selflessly exert their commitment in building this Country?

-Will not these fervently fermenting politicians with their tribalism minds—, which had already engulfed our Nations, cut us to pieces and feed us to vultures?  

-Now that we have a sworn in president—from Dinka clans, will he perceive that a leader must be above his own tribes? Or will he be partial to his 21 years colleagues and let go of our public assets—such that his reckless colleagues extravagantly waste them? Surly, they won’t be economically sage, rather they’ll squander the State finances on irresponsible aliens and native women, yea, those sweaty soft bodies—they will lure them into bankruptcy and this Country will be poor very soon!

-I am quite sure, they will not hurry up by equipping their Country with the best educational system, yes, I know, they will redundantly malinger about in fantasies’ and chase after endless pleasures. And whenever the sense of educating their children is imminent, I am sure, they’ll solely send their kids out of their Country in order to learn in foreign schools—not realizing that it is wastage—and eventually, they’ll spoil their kids’ wit through other bad cultures—these infants will wrongly get molded into different  human beings! 

They will not realize that their kids will come back disoriented and thoroughly different people from within them by reason of the educations they got from different continents! Those children taken abroad will definitely be strange to their Country. 

Because education is not merely meant for reading, speaking and writing—rather it is more than that. You must teach the child his/her values, intimate love for his/her Country—adherence to the truth, responsibility to initiate and govern his/her affairs shrewdly, respect for his/her dignity and dearly uphold the cause of his/her integrity—and to eschew evil deeds of all kind. To teach the child solely to know writing and reading, won’t make such kids far from those bandits member of failed parliamentarians who vaguely say Yes, when it’s worthy saying No, and say no, when it’s time for Yes!

-Our Country is full of robbers those threatens the community at nights—but who can believe that they are our very soldiers’ survivors? They’re not properly reintegrated in to Units for good management system, so they have deployed themselves into robbery—they aren’t ashamed from such acts, why not be ashamed since they were merely doing this as habit even in a Gorilla time!

-I don’t see any reason to not panic from an unexpected perils, for who can convince me that there is security in this State—if the security personnel sit with their pistols exposed out in a show under temporary platforms for sweet tea makers ladies! Who will take shrewd care of us? There is no one!

-I repeatedly questioned myself saying, ‘will these peasants who had been in rural life, using under-tree roots for medication get helped? Will these reckless politicians really know that it’s time to erect good heath cares and put up good hospitals for these communities? I know, these blind politicians—the best thing they’ll do is only wasting, they’ll squander our Country money to Indian, Jordan and Egyptians’ hospitals in abroad—yet they will come back never recuperated and will still take more money for the reasons of their unpromising health!

-I know, they will resort to their heretical communistic ideology of defying the existence of the Almighty God and doggedly resort to so-called witchcraft and eventually provoke strikes of God’s Autocratic curses and punishments upon their Country ignorantly. Because this must be, clear to every South Sudanese citizen, that ‘we didn’t liberate ourselves by our own strength, but God did snatch us out from mulish hands of Khartoum government’s strong clutching.

-In the next evening, my Mum came from Aweil East, our County filled with excitement and jubilation—as she made a visit to see me with my family. She reportedly told me every single joy-making facts of how they’d celebrated yesterday their SPLA/M given freedom as they termed it as ‘happy new year gift’ after Dr. John Garang. She explained to me saying, ‘today, our Chief Government’s Official reminded us to pay true homage for our heroes and heroines who fell in the war time and we stood up for five minutes in silence to their remembrance. I replied her in a rather taunting way, “in a true homage?” I continued, “Mum, your words are contradicting, for you first said that the martyrs were remembered in a ‘true homage’ but last for ‘five minutes’. 

“What do you meant?” she replied. I said, “The true part of your words were ‘for five minutes’ only, because these politicians don’t have in their minds any tangible mechanism for serving these vulnerable families of our martyrs! 

They have just mocked our true heroes and heroines who laid down their souls for this Country. Had they not died, we won’t have this Country which we boast about today. Therefore, both I and my Mum recalling the death our fathers, Uncles and Aunts—thus we ruefully questioned the same question, “will these profligates realistically remember them by easing living to their families?”

-Any Nation that get its Independence through struggle, if those who called themselves "liberationists" maintain the power in their complete grasp—(and) let it go not, such that their communities fairly elect their own leaders–which is the true democratic procedures—if they do the opposite, that Country will never get to be Democratic again at all. Now, our reckless politicians called themselves democratically elected leaders—terming this Country as ‘Democratic State’. I used to wonder how? When could revolts that fought their government (I said this regardless of color, tribe and religion) should still be democratic? They are not even equipped with true knowledge of Democratic values!

-When we do not care to work hard, our ways of generating incomes will turn to be by “begging and gossiping” one another—in order to get bulk amount of money. These styles is not hard, it doesn’t need much efforts—for it is subtly taken into hearts by these poor peasants—they have realized that the easiest way to get money is just to go to the top brass and utter lies—and you will be rewarded in replete. 

Thus, I wondered, will education really have any value or effect since the academic qualifications have no credit? For when the shortest cut to get to become millionaire is just to “gossip and lie” and you will earn bulk money?

 I really wondered; will this Country prosper under such slack bodies’ hands—when men and women who don’t bother to cultivate their grounds for food—rather resorting into beggary—how will they out from famine! When have ever beggars or thieves happened to become rich?

-Polygamy, marrying of many wives is our inseparable culture, so we have become extremely proud about it that we have even crossed all boundaries of responsibilities. For instance, one of my friends, who happened to be an Honorable also by then, raped a certain schoolgirl of fourteen years old. 

This act marveled me and when I questioned him that he has violated the right of the school girl, he cunning replied both to me and the poor parents of the girl saying, ‘don’t worry, I will adjust this marriage through our cultural ways of marrying’. In addition, the parents of that girl so quickly believed him—and before I could explain more about its badness or goodness I was ousted out of the entire agenda!

 So I wondered where we will find responsible leaders who would perceive that such irresponsible acts devastate the entire future of the Country!!

-The Laws of the Country should supposed to be observed by all, with no one to temper or fly above them—but these profligates-politicians declined to adhere to the Country’s Constitution. Moreover, every one of them is predisposed into holding three or even more positions or titles like, “Hon MP, rank of Lt. General, H.E Minister and Business man” at the same time—holding the laws in this hand, and public assets and business in the hands. 

I wondered which Country, could ever survive in the hands of such gourmand and profligates’ care. What can grantee its life or boost it up by the legs from a breaking fall?

Malong Baak

Is Kiir going to be South Sudan president for life?

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Thursday, May 23, 2019 (PW) — South Sudan is being inhabited by more than 64 tribes with outstanding sense of valor. They fought for more than fifty years collectively to liberate themselves from persecution, prosecution, oppression, servitude and inhuman marginalization under the successive regimes in the former Sudan. And after the hoisting of the flag in July 2011 with countless applause and ululation, they thought like to have put an end to unbearable suffering they were enduring and acts this time as masters of their own affair in their blessed nation.

Their expectations by then were very high after they were free at last, their expectations ranged from smooth transformation of their living standards, infrastructural development, establishment of standards schools and health facilities and provision of clean drinking water just mention few. But to their dismay including the friends of south Sudan, their above mentioned expectations were made impossible to be achieves after their trusted leaders did selfishly turned against them.

Currently, majority of our people have deserted the country while others have camped in protection of civilian site (POC) for their safety. They are there not because of their willingness to be but they have no option since the company have unknowing or selfishly defiled all the promises they used to preach during liberation days.  They are antagonizing any opposite views and treat the engineers of these views with cruelty as if we are still under the diabolic regime of Omar basher.

They were preaching of wanting us to be first class citizens in our own country, the country of equal citizenship rights and freedom where no one is untouchable by the law. But unfortunately and regretfully, the so-called animal farm scenario had occurred in the broad daylight since other animals are forcefully made to be more equal than others in the contemporary south Sudan.

The same classes we did experienced under the genocidal Islamic regimes in the former Sudan are currently in motion. How can they claimed that we don’t have classes when others are driving luxurious car, sleeping in luxurious hotels, sending their children to Jordon, Indian and Germany for medication as well as schooling their children and close associates in foreign countries while majority of people in the country have barely to eat, yet they insist that we are equal.

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Apparently, we are a victim of unforeseen future because, if the future could have been foresee to see the incoming gloomy and bloody future as of now, perhaps, majority of our people would have voted for unity.

And to go directly to the above subject matter, let us not rush into conclusion and labeled the writer as a mere supporter of the government. The notion will possible draw mixed reaction among the suffering populous, but first let us outlines the feared factors that would accelerated the prolong stay of the incumbent for unknown timeframe as follows.

1. Tribal fragmentations and inclinations

Currently, south Sudanese societies do see themselves on tribal basis; it is completely undeniable that our tribes are biggest than our nationality. We have tribal politicians and intellectual morons who known how to negotiate their way back to paradise on earth using tribal cards. They first engineered theirs plans and if they failed to materialize or achieve the outcomes of their conspiracy, they shamelessly shift/rush back to their respective tribes and start vomiting their tribal venom that the threat to their community is tribe X or Y.

Some days back, the so-called face-book movement sugarcoated as red card movement was merely labeled as a movement with the sole purpose of eliminating Dinka tribe by some extreme tribalists which was a white wash lies. How can it be that way when the current government of national unity is dominated by men with common interest and ideology regardless of their tribal background? Or are these extremists out to glue that Dinkacracy or Jienganization government is real as said by Alhaj Paul? 

And after our illiterate fragmentation into tribes, another factor influencing unending stay is tribal inclination. People are cheaply cheated to line up behind their tribesmen thus they have barely to eat, no functioning schools for their school going children, lack of health services since other are dying of curable diseases and lack of clean drinking water.

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How can we expect peaceful change of guard when the very people who used to stayed for more than half a year without salaries can without hesitation put on their uniform and cock their guns to the voices calling for peaceful change if it is not because of tribal inclination?

2. Vested interest

The current government of national unity is completely occupied by men/women with vested interest, they do prefer the present situation in lieu of unknown future thus it do provide betterment to the living standard of our poor masses. Perhaps the whole government of national unity and in particular ministers have celebrated the extension of revitalized peace agreement for another six months since it ensure the extension of their lifespan in their respective ministerial positions. They are ready to do whatever they can to cement their prolong stay in paradise.

Take for instance, the current first vice president and petroleum minister are totally different from those we used to listen to in early 2014, their statements of wanting to ensure justice to the Nuer victims and Kiir must go slogan are things of the past after they landed their unexpected positions they didn’t dream of since childhood.

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Also our questionable Molana in presidency have shifted from beating the drum of truth to beating the drum of lies in presidential corner against his community. Sultan Dhieu is there celebrating his unbelievable hijacking of the front seat in the current government of president Kiir while general education minister is working silently like a sheep being led to slaughtering house thus their community members are being hunted down like animals in Nimule park. 

How can we expect change when Thomas Cirillo have claimed to be fighting for Equatorian sake after the alleged embezzlement of army resources in Bilpam leave alone the silenced Lado Gore who is working like rat in the company of cats and the already baptized Bagasoro in the name of the would be form unity government.

3. Unethical language of generalization

Perhaps the most contributing factor fuelling the current civil war up to this far, the present government have been wrongly described by extreme tribalists as a mere Dinkacracy or Jieganization government trying to establish Dinka hegemony. Others went to the extent of generalizing innocent Dinka tribesmen who do survive on God mercy as to be looters of public wealth. These unethical languages of generalization including those who are discontented with the system do completely forced them and leave them with no option other than to seek refuge behind their alleged Government.

4. Poverty

Without exaggeration, majority of our people in the contemporary South Sudan have changed their usual way of listening via ears and instead, they opted to listen via their stomachs owing to the current prevailing poverty throughout the country. The current monotonous rebellions are undoubtedly accelerated by poverty among the youth since they can easily be sway by the fat-cat Generals to execute their evil conspiracies. They are cheap implementing tools to the ruling elites incase one is thrown out of paradise.

5. Illiteracy

About 80% of our people are said to be illiterate according to UNISCO finding. The notion of some currently is that they are happy with the present situation since Arab are no longer here to burn their houses, raid their cattle and abduct their children. They are unconscious in all fields whether it is politically, economically and socially for the reason that some have never interacted socially with others tribes since the creation of heaven and earth.

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Henceforth, the above-mentioned factors do completely substantiate the possible prolong stay of the incumbent president for the rest of his life according to the writer perspective. We will be here murmuring among ourselves as to who will belt the cat and it will possibly remain unanswered for the rest of our lives.

The writer is a concerned South Sudanese citizen and is reachable via his email address: dutkuot8@gamil.com

Wisdom of power and understanding your sage vision

To begin my talk on this topic, I would like to start it with my own legendary of the four great birds, which happened to have met one day upon a big almond tree—as each one of them was coming from a very far away valley. The first one sat on in the branch of that tree with its long and widely spread wings. It looked with its stern eyes observing all round as it was settling down in the tree. And next then came another bird with strong wind blow as it was settling in the tree—then followed by the third and the fourth. Each one of them was about to fight the other—but one of them shouted saying, ‘no! No! Let’s not fight just before we knew ourselves! What is your name?–said one of them. I am called Faith—he replied as he was still looking at thing here and there in a simplifying and trivializing manner, which disturbed everyone. Then one of them retorted, where did you come from? ‘I came from where truth is reality—where the impossible things are turned into tangible substances, he continued, I am durable and optimistic—(and) I am never moved, afraid or alarmed of anything. He went on explaining itself to the rest such that they got agitated from such exaggerated introduction! In addition, turning to his nearby one said, ‘what are you called’. I am called Value, I came from an aristocratic family—they used to call me ‘The Important of All or First Born’. In explaining himself to the rest he said, ‘I am born with an inborn important nature, I used to keep the records of every Nation that wishes to live longer with dignity—thus everybody is supposed to kneel for me but I  kneel back not in  return—for I am not to be ignored or profaned but kept inviolable! In hearing this, every one of them saw to it as a bane—such arrogant introduction!—and as pointing with its peak, asked Faith the one nearby bird who was still silent. In replying to it said, ‘I am called Vision. I came from a very far end; no one had ever been to where I used to belong. Everybody there used to keenly hearken to my counsels—because I speak of what I have vividly seen and perceived—for I can see things from hundred kilo meters ten to thousands years afar off before they can take place and set a relevant answers to life’s challenges. All his audiences looked at him with goggled mouths as he was still speaking—for his words were considered debilitating, wizardry and exaggerated—each one of them looked at another with inquiring eyes of ‘who can see something at the distant of one kilo meter’s end, leave alone ten thousands kilo meters!’ They hated him through and through—he was told him to keep silent because they said he took it so much on himself! In addition, who are you, are you Mr. so great, great….great…as these figures?—required Mr. Faith his still silent bird. But in reply, he said, ‘I am called Work, spoke the silent bird as he wields at them his swollen muscles with confident—everyone was quickly annoyed from how he exposed his swollen muscles—they turned on him with cascade of inquires saying: tell us who do you think you are? Or why do you think you are better than us?—open your mouth, speak! Shouted the bird Value—and in opening his mouth to speak, Mr. Work as he was still flipping its long feathers and wide wing, said, ‘do not be surprised to know that without me nothing could be done—I am the only being born with an incredible strength. In addition, with this power and hard work of mine, I am nicked-named ‘Mr. Prosperity’ because anything I put my hands in, would surely get done! Thus, I am loved, respected by both youth and the aged. Nevertheless, all roared at him saying, stop it! Stop it! You are lying. ‘I can see things that a normal person cannot see them yet I did not temper to exaggerate it when I was introducing myself!’ said Mr. Vision. Hold on please; hold on said Mr. Bird Faith. He continued, instead for us to harangue ourselves in irresponsible debate, why not come together in harmony and choose for ourselves one to lead us—and all accepted it. Moreover, as they went on seeking the right qualifications, they elected Mr Vision. They told him, ‘please, you will be seeing things for us from afar off and tell us how to deal with those challenges so that we could get rid of them in advance. The bird Work was chosen to be the secretary—such that he could write everything down. In addition, the Bird faith was made their keeper—while Mr. Value was appointed as their adviser. Moreover, after ten years of their harmonious and hard work, they built a very gigantic and splendid Kingdom—, which the birds from all over four corners of the world come to see such a very great and significant realm. Moreover, everybody wished to do like them, because they had set a very good example. Though the bird Value, Faith and Work died later—yet the bird Vision adopted on himself the double virtues of his colleagues and worked harder and harder. Moreover, he called their Nation after‘ Kingdom of Four Wise Men’. Therefore, to build a nation, you must consider the importance of the four above, Faith, Vision, Value and Work for they are the inseparable things that boost up the Country into quicker evolution with health spirit of stability, prosperity and durability! The true faith in God yields honesty, obedience and trustworthiness. In addition, the vision of the Country can enthusiastically direct the hearts into nationalism for the right path. Whilst the values maintain the Country from being polluted by corruption—and with hard working spirit, the Country could quickly progress in development. As I wish to clarify my points here: Peoples are never what they claim until when they begin to believe in their values, (custom and order of their respect to what matters according to realm of their ethical concepts—and accept respect and build their Country upon its distinctiveness. People begin to mock themselves when they prefer the cultures of other races and embrace the traditions of other societies—and change from their respective one. And it is another mockery when any leadership begins to haphazardly copy the replicas from other foreign Nations—and negates the cultures of their aboriginal races those are the real residents to whom the Country is theirs forever. That leadership whosoever, must do all her changing and adjustments based on the lay indigenous’ knowledge—but any attempt in adjusting one’s culture without his/her awareness, is the surest inhumanity! Let the people have their Constitution, the constitution that reflect them, and they will have no confusions as to where to adjust their live to—and thus get a confused society. I want to redirecting your eyes to this biblical phrase also,“And ye shall know that the kingdom of God is above the kingdoms of man, yes,(and) the let His wills be done on earth as it is in Heaven!” This quotation is found in the book of Prophet Daniel. But, that simple statement brought down the entire State of Babel–for when God visited the heart of Babylonian king Nebuchadnezzar and found it thoroughly wicked and without the required fear of God in him. So, when you needs to establish a Country on earth here, you must started it through Him who give success. For we the mankind are just ministers helping God by executing his plans.Therefore, the Nation which can be strongly established, is the realm that understands the word ‘minister’ in its way or meaning! ‘Minister’ is a word that means ‘servant’ and the word servant came out from the verb ‘serve’. Therefore, any Ministry that has to do with either Police, Security, Forestry, Local government, Army, Civil Service, Legal Affairs, Agriculture, Communications and Information and Fire-proof. And all the rest of the Ministers ‘servants’ with their Ministries ‘Servant-hood’, they should work ‘serve’ harder to make their Community happy by their vital services! They should supposed to mediate everything in honest liaison with their communities—giving them adequate services to their own mothers, fathers, brothers and sisters! Yes, these people are your own brothers and sisters, mothers and fathers—they are your own siblings! Build your mind bigger; make it fitfully accommodate all tribes of this Country! Know therefore that you are obligated to sincerely serve them with absolute heartfelt commitment and willing mind! You are not supposed to hold the Law in your hands! Suit my expectation Sir, I am expecting a nation whose President is the ‘Chief Servant’ followed in same exemplary by his Ministers, Governors, Commissioners Servers! And I believe any government that is built upon the foundation of good services to her weak ones will surely grow up quickly and get relented from her destitution! It’s not enough just to say tough words and void promises to your own mothers and fathers, brothers or sisters! People don’t need only to accompany their leaders to the airplanes—or be kept receiving their Authorities those leaning, without proper enhancement of any kind offered to them; that will surely cause the people’s hearts to get dry up in complete mistrust inclusive myself the author of this book! People don’t need to be kept dancing and praising the names of their Leaders yet those Leaders don’t even dare to help the weak ones, the disabled, the orphans, the widows and the needy ones—such Leaders are realistically mocking God!

If the meaning of the ‘Fire extinguisher’ is well understood by the fireproof; I believe the fire-extinguishers would willingly serve the families on fire! They would even risk their lives to the extent of dying with the dying families on fire, and they will not be waiting first to be commanded by his or her boss to offer his supposedly service! If the service you do does not cause your very own life, then that service is not availing and meaningless even! If the fire extinguisher stands at distant pretending to be ‘helping’ but not ‘serving’ the lives of his very own community, then there is no need for them to do that job!

Malong Baak

This Country of ours, South Sudan flag!

In the first time when I saw the New Sudan’s Flag raised, my heart was seriously moved—tears rolled down on my cheeks! I was severely cut deeply in the heart! I found myself exalted!

The heats of destitution and wounds of deprivation—together with regrets of colonialism begun to roll away! While the Flag was shacking in the air, my mind flashed back in the death of our Martyrs;

I reflected in retrospect my thoughts to the wailing mothers and the screaming children! I considered the death toll of old men and women with all the catastrophes, which we have undergone as birth-pain into a New coming South Sudan as a Nation!

As the Flag was up waving, when I was still staring at it—with my eyes reading its symbols, I found my heart saying words like, ‘I am exalted! I am established—then I truly found my heart swollen with pride and dignity without measure that I am a Nation!

As the Flag was wiping in the blue air—with my face lifted high towards heaven at the blue sky watching it—with my eyes still blinking at its symbols; I find myself deeply moved with a great zeal and vigor those I have never felt before!

My mouth babbled and broke out with murmuring words those I can`t express or even translate. I extremely thanked the Almighty God deeply with all my heart for the right He bestowed upon me!

When I pondered all these, I realized that the hand of God for discipline to this land is over, and behold a new covenant of peace and prosperity has begun!

O Lord God! Hear the simple prayer of your young and simple Servant! Let me understand your purposes and wills towards this up-coming nation.

I plead with you to give me wisdom and knowledge, favors your lad and bless his people—A men!

Rev. malong baak

This Country of ours, South Sudan flag!

Yes, I Love my Motherland with all the heart that I have!!!! I love her wild natural fruits and the Fragrances of her flowers therein!

I love her waters those overflowing from her Niles, the water that runs down from the Ghazal River—I love the water that goes down from the Lol River joining itself with river Jurr!

I love the water that moves teemingly from the White and Black Nile Rivers—and the water that flow from the Red Sea! I love to drink from Blue Nile; I like drinking the water from those Niles flowing with abundances!

I love all my low lands and those thick Forests with trees and long papyrus—which can hide even the great beasts of the land! I love the lilies even rose, the sunflowers, yellow and red flowers—I enjoy the flowers of my forests’ sweet fragrances!

I love all my high lands even those sandy grounds—I like walking in my jungles which are full of our wild animals!

I like looking at the papyrus even those grassy-looking forests standing by the Rivers sides! I yearn to walk upon our mountains’ peaks—those of Marra, Immatong, Lainya and all my huge and beautiful hills!

I love those happy-giving aspects of my wild trees, I enjoy the way Jehovah God of heaven designed them all!

Do you wish me to be your friend of peace? Do well to my Motherland, and I will love and serve you even with trembling! Do you wish to be my forever enemy?—why wish an early death?

If you just speak ill of my Motherland or look at it with contempt—or let your fingertip point at it either;

I will gush your eyes out—I will cut off your tongue and break your even one fingertip that pointed at it! Consider me your real enemy because you will never find favor within me henceforth—for the love I have for my Motherland will quickly consume you! Take your tapping away from nearby it, so that you will be spared from the flaming heat of my jealousy those dashes!

I promise my Mother that you are my Land; I promise my Land that you are my Mother—I swear to protect you! Promises lick souls and drinks bloods, therefore let us make a reliable Covenant my Motherland;

Promise me that as long as I am on your hands—that you will never let me down; and I promise you that as long as my feet are holding upon your hands –I will protect your dignity to the last breath of my soul!

I call upon the heavens and the Hades to witness this Covenant—and I command all eyes to honor it!

I am commissioned by the Lord Himself; I am assigned with a covenant that I will never violate “the Covenant to love my Motherland and defend it”.

I am predicting that this nation will one day be led by leaders who are God-fearing. I am predicting that this Country will one day know the ‘Jehovah God’ as their only God to serve! I am predicting that this Land will have faithful Leaders whose biggest agenda is to serve their weak ones!

I am yearning for a nation that will follow God faithfully knowing that the Almighty Yahweh is a God of all mankind including them. I am praying for a Country whose faith is in the true God the ‘only’ One who created the heavens and earth.

I am longing for a nation who will settle properly with her people in green pastures of justices and righteousness allowed to walk to and fro with no even one to hinder her spreading wings!

I am longing for a nation who will mingle her decrees with the sound Laws of the Jehovah God which is the true wisdom and understanding—Amen!!!!

Rev. Malong Baak

I Love This Black Beauty Of My Country

You, my black woman of Africa, I love you my lady; I love this black-skinned woman of my earth (Land)!

I love to look at her round-black cheeks!

Her twin breasts are like well-fed gazelles! I like her bosoms, I love that shy-looking eyes! 

Don’t look at me, for your eyes thoroughly overwhelms me! I am captivated by your only even one glance!

You made me merry by your white teeth those matching together as army in uniform! Your back is dangerously bending up—and with a soft and smooth voice you have totally enthralled me! You are amazing!

And with your unique nature of God’s creative hand you surpassed thousands of the world women in beauty!

You have your own beauty—your bosom is liken unto that thin-backed butterfly!

You have a neck that is tall and straight up—your lips are sweeter than the honey-comb;you are beautiful by nature!

Your beautiful laps are like well-built pillars of the temple, your laps are leveled lovely altogether! 

Those women who use charms to win the heart with are nothing to your natural beauty—you are a unique being!   I desire you day after another, for you are sweeter than the honey-comb!

Your fragrance is so sweet that deliberately evokes real love because you are a virgin!

Your embrace worms the body of him who hugged you! You are just clean by nature!

Your thigh is widely matching together like a City gate that has been well built for the King to enter; your waist is like a path that leads high on the hill-peak,

Your body is skillfully made—your framework is alluring even to the king!

You win even the heart of the Prince—for you are manipulative being!

You hindered my heart to never love other beings; for you caught all my sensibility and robbed me of my own attention—I am your lovesick!

You made me look crassly at your natural beauty; you bind me to glance at you eagerly and so often—yet never I satisfied to peer at your seductive eyes even now!

You are a very important woman; your black-skin has a big space in my heart!

Your exquisite beauty is gripping like gravity of an iron!

You throw your King into great confusions—you held the prince captivated and cause the Emir sent to jail!

You captured the eye of him who saw you—and harden his heart so that he could not dare an accidental death fate from your own brother!

You are like a strong charm whose fortunes cannot be thwarted—your God had designed you truly well!

Please I beg you, hug me, allow me to embrace and huddle myself in your arms—and my heart will be relented and relieved from my longstanding frustrations and wounding of an old!!

You look dreading and war victim—your face is still afraid from your enemy;

but comfort—comfort!

Be not afraid and dreading again, for the Jehovah LORD has released you from agony and sighing—He has sheltered you and me with abundant peace!

The LORD promised you saying;

from now on, I will not forgive those who will try to plunder you again!

I will not let go of those who will attempt to mock you—but I will fight them mercilessly;

I will break the neck of an elephant that attempts to approach you with triviality and contempt—I will smash the skins of the hard crocodile—I will not sit back  and wait or even hesitate!

Oh LORD! Thank you for the beautiful woman you gave me—at first I did not consider it, but when I open my eye-lids at her; I saw her impressive beauty!

You, my black woman of Africa! You cook all tasty and good—you are skillful in all that you do! You shrewdly manage your own house well!

Being with you is more important than in the King’s Palace—to dwell beside you is more exhilarating than even in the Castle!

You black woman! You are more beautiful than even an angle—your eyes are completely white and sharp like a sharpened dagger! You made me reeled and fell back from your radiant eyes—I am seriously wounded  in the heart by reason of your lovely glances!

Your fragrance is naturally sweeter than sweet and pure perfume made from an expensive nave! I like your sweet and fantastic fragrances—yes I like it, I like to smell it!

I don’t care even if your own brother accused me of being unfair with you—I will not be afraid or shy to hold you by your hands even in the eyes of your own mother! I  love you, I love you my Queen! Without you the world is a hell of fire to me!

I fervently prefer you above everything the LORD our God has made! Do not bother to emblazon yourself in human attire;

By putting on anything that will make you disguised from your natural being—for your natural body is liken a canopy of a Queen—yes, like even the lilies of the fields!

You confused and made me babbled with words I don’t even understand once I see your prettiest face!

You kept me all night awake and awaiting for the new sun to rise;

So that I could go to the highland where you live with your own mother in an intention to see you even again—days without you I hated them all!

My body wetted from the cold of early morning dews as I stood waiting for you in your father’s own shrubs!

I am poor and without even one cow—so your parents charged me with more cows those dowry I could not afford or even attain—and they thought by charging me costly that it will make me fear and shy away eventually so that I could not have you as my own;

but believe me, I won’t leave or even stay away from her—for she is my all-joy!

Forgive me my darling—for at first I did not perceived you;

at first I did not consider it; please, let go of my sills of the past and let’s begin even now! Let’s take the love-life in our hearts not by our hands!

Let’s be sincerely and live together as Royal family! Let the world remain outside as maids and bodyguards stay outdoors from the presence of their masters!

Let the beloved ones lay in their remote and greenish pastures with no even one to interfere in their love! Stay far away you women of the world! Do not interfere in our love; for her love is a real amusement even to my heart—you are a pleasing being!

I promise you do not worry—for your husband is a brave man, he will do it all!

I promise you!!

Just walk to and fro freely, for your husband is behind you girded—he is a real warrior!

You, my black woman of Africa! You gives birth to great Champions—your womb brings forth heroes whose hearts know no fear!

Your breasts feed only Queens and Princes of the world! Your beau is a hidden treasure—you are not even now tasted, your sweetness give joy to the heart of the Noble of the City.

Your beautiful cheeks are like newly found honey-comb—you allure even the Chief of the Royal palace into hiding places—you are a beautiful being!

You, my black woman of Africa, Speak! Speak! For your words sustain me and surround me like a well-built wall;

your words heals my wounds those which had been in my heart for long time!

Hold my hand, let me walk down with you in the greenish trees shadow’s places;

I am yours and you are mine, walk with me for one of your trip counts!

Allow me to lie on your bosom and rest on your twin breasts—let me drink pure wine from your virgin-well till I get drunk!

You, my black woman of Africa! You are like a hock that catches the great sea monitor; your black skin has totally bewitched my heart hastily!

You, my black woman of Africa! You kept me giggling excitedly because you seized all my heart with deep love!

You are amazing! You enticed me into rectifying your beau in an outpouring—yet I am never acquainted to say it again, still even now!

For you have lifted my head up and crowned me with regalia of a King!

May the LORD God of heavens bless your very womb, may your children call you ‘woman of excellence’!

May your name be highly honored by the Kings, and highly spoken well of even in the entire World—amen!! Come along–come along my darling my Princess, let’s walk away!

Ustaz:. Malong Baak