Rivers are Full / Agany Kur

Rivers are full

with our bodies.

Yet the World has not discovered it.

Why?



The land is white,

covered

with our bones.

Yet the World has not seen it.

Why?



Our flesh is the food

of the birds

of prey, and wild animals.

Yet the World doesn’t know it.

Why?



Our blood forms streams

that flow like streams

of water.

Yet the World keeps her eyes away from it.

Why?



We cry.

We scream.

Yet the World has not heard our Voices.

Why?



Our Mothers are Fourth Citizens

in the Country

that they have created.

Yet there are no Women’s Rights.

Why?



The Children of Sudan

abducted,

beaten, and worse.

There are no protections for them.

Why?



The price of a human being that God created

not to be sold

brings three times the price of a goat.

Yet slavery has been abolished.

Why?



The oil that God has blessed us to have

turns as a great Enemy

toward our lives.

Even our Government turns out the villagers.

Why?



Westerners brought our grandparents

Christian beliefs. Now our beliefs are attacked

with guns.

Yet the West does not defend us.

Why?



Curable diseases

claim 100,000 lives.

Yet our Country could buy medicine.

Why?



Hunger starves big numbers

of young and old

every year.

Yet our Country has fertile land

and water to grow enough food for all.

Why?



The Freedom

that God has given

to all living creatures

is denied to us.

Why?



One thing I know:

the World has forgotten us

but God has not, has not forgotten

has not abandoned us.



We need

to be free

like the rest of the World.

We need

the Rights of our Mothers to appear

like the morning star.

We need

the streams of blood

to stop, to dry up.

We need

the long, long tears

to be wiped from our eyes.

We need

to worship

what we believe

as we want.



Agany Kur, Lost Boy Dallas, TX © 2003


Author's Notes/Comments: 

Amos Kur lives in Dallas, Texas among that group of young Sudanese men known to many as "Lost Boys of Sudan." In 1987 the Sudanese Government began a genocidal war against the black pastoralist tribes in the south of Sudan. Amos was nine years old when he joined other little boys fleeing across southern Sudan toward refuge, first to Ethiopia and then to desolate northern Kenya. He came of age at Kakuma, the U.N. refugee camp where he was to live until January 2001 when he first came to Dallas from Africa. He lives today with other Lost Boys in North Dallas, and he is employed at Home Depot.

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