Bloodshed Crimes Poem by Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker

Bloodshed Crimes

Hooves soundly on the ground, awaking eye to eye with the disorder outright.
Mutinous force take civilian mobile, and money is absolutely a war crime.
Rebellious force to take civilian cars by force is absolutely a war felony.
Hostile force exploit a tea-maker's assistant to pay them top dollar for pleasure is a war of corruption.
Rebellious force criminals carry weapons and mask their faces, and going ahead, robbing other property by force is absolutely a war evil.
No one seems to care.
Misconduct acts are committed by your so-called saviors.
Armed fighting, an illicit in truth, frays against the faultless handing to melt the certainty.
Fatherland is instantly changing as morality sneaks away. There is a degeneration in land.
You endured continuing assembling fights until the oppressors were gone.
When it comes to the things people do to each other in times of conflict.
We ought now to be assassinating in peace and freedom's name.
You expect, we can only hope there will be a time we will make them pay for the misdeeds of outrage.
In a reverse of hostility.
Love must thrash.
In a reverse of antipathy towards each other.
Liberate earth dweller, barricade the battle.

All rights reserved to Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker Abdalla © Sudan 22, May 2023

Bloodshed Crimes
Note: A written poem on Monday 22 May. This poem is about the conflict, which began on April 15, has displaced almost 1.1 million people internally and into neighbouring countries. Some 705 people have been killed and at least 5,287 wounded, according to the World Health Organization. The battle between Sudan's army and the paramilitary Rapid Support Forces (RSF) has led to a collapse in law and order with looting that both sides blame on the other. Stocks of food, cash and essentials are rapidly dwindling. The ongoing attacks have included unlawful killings, beatings, sexual violence, lootings, and the burning of houses, Banks, markets, and government institutions.
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