#blueforsudan

What colour of skin, do death and sufferings acknowledge? Don’t look at me now, pretending, you had no knowledge. Raping my child, breaking my womb, I am forced to wear a viel of gloom. The red of my blood is shadowed by, red quenching the city, All the colours are gone, that once made my…

Pain is pain

Every time you’re hurt, You keep coming, Your heart, is a heart, Others have machines, just running. I’m sick of these guess games, Haven’t you got any other to blame? Please, stop these claims, Your agony is a result of, your own flames. Kept pushing me, Whenever I offered help. Now, when you are drowning…

Roads

I looked at him while crying, I knew there was no use of trying. You left and moved towards the wood, And I stood there, like you said I should. Every path I take is black, I wonder if you ever going to come back? Whenever these roads try to threaten me, I wish upon…