Sunday, October 20, 2013

Abyei, You'll Come Back Home

Abyei, You’ll Come Back Home


Déjà vu! Nothing but broken bones and broken promises
Bad, grotesque and impious men in dangerous disguises


Years ago you were misled into pretentious consolation
For years you’ve yearned without confrontation
Coming home has become torturous and intergenerational
You’ve cried rivers but solution expected national
You’ve hemorrhaged plenty but the world is indifferent
Big men have intervened only to fall back in severance
We watched your homelessness with awful anger
Blackness, charred huts, dead youngsters… dreadful answer
But what has become of consciousness carers?
What has become of your leaders, who’ve become starers?
Late Nyankol asked relevant questions only to go unanswered
You’ve done much for yourself to be free and pampered
But no, your freedom has become bigger than your very being
Promises of 1972 are over and again being seen
You ask yourself what you’ve done to deserve this
And we ask ourselves how the sleepy leadership persists
The greedy old fellows sold you and passed
But like a strong, sleepy lioness, you won’t be suppressed
With white turban and gown comes the impious schemer
With blue suit and tie comes your leader, the clueless dreamer
With tears, blood, death, hunger, wretchedness you remain
We’ve seen the fat, pot-bellied dreamer in the main
You’ve been sacrificed as the turban and the tie bargain
You’ve been abandoned but the dreamers complain
Little to nothing is promised as 2005 promises are now 1972
You’ve taken it with grace and you’ll pull through
Wipe your tears for you need your strength and will
Document your sorrows for you’ll need them still
The world saw the smoke of your burning villages
It saw you burn down, watching emotionlessly like savages
Something reminiscent of the savage slave masters
It’s difficult to know who’s to blame in all quarters
But one thing we all know: your innocence shines
And in the thick of it all we are ashamed and you’ll be fine
All you’re asking for is to go home and be free
It isn’t too much to ask but it’s now at an exorbitant fee
Abyei, you’ll come back home!
Funny and sad because you’re home but not home
You’re near but you’re still far
In the end, you’ll be a free star!
Abyei, You’ll come back home!

(c) Kuirthiy 


Dear Melbournians, the South Sudanese people to be precise. Do you think we have seen it all? Do you think we have seen that: I mean in the aftermath of yesteryears, in regard to our culture and the notions around identity and belonging? Do you think we have seen the true reaping of what we sowed years ago? Do you really think so? After all, did we really sow anything like seeds and that there’s something to be reaped? Did we really live it out well to be seen today?

I am sorry to have bothered you, my potential readers, with questions regarding our social, economic, and political location in our host society: Australia. I think we have not seen it all and as a whole: The idea that people are bound by certain values and beliefs of significance to them. This requires cooperation and role-specific obligations on the roles of every man and woman across a given people and their society.


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Transformational Leadership, Inclusive Institutions and Service Provision

Leadership, given what is happening now in South Sudan, and generally in Africa, fascinates me. And it fascinates me not in a good way but because of the sociopolitical and socioeconomic ills facing the African continent and most of the so-called 'Third World.' To me, South Sudan, now, is a classic case.

Rebellion by disaffected politico-military leaders and repression by the government of South Sudan in Juba have stunted institutional development and leadership growth. This has made service provision almost irrelevant as political survival has taken primacy and supremacy. CLICK HERE TO READ MORE

‘Black’ as an Identity Oversimplification and Mockery

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