By Wenne
Madyt Dengs
Unknown Daughter voice………………….
I am a
daughter
Born of
bullets
In the
nightmares of tribalism
Bringing
cannibalism
I am an
emaciated girl
With my
deaf mother
She is
numbed by blood
In the
rain of bullets
My pride
is kidnapped
My hope
is shuttered
I am a
daughter without a chance to grow
Worries
kill me everyday
I am a
daughter;
Who is
uncertain about tomorrow
I die in
silence everyday
I am a
daughter
Like I
have nothing
I’ll be
positive
For I am
your wealth
But only
when your blood clots
I am a
daughter
That
doesn’t know her beauty
Upper
Nile,
You’re
my own mother
Why have
you forsaken me?
Death
stands at my doorpost
I see
humanity at stake
Why
Upper Nile my mother
Upper
Nile,
There is
no love
There is
no unity
You inhale
famine
And
exhale your wealth
Why
Upper Nile my mother?
Upper
Nile,
It is
news of rapping
I am
eaten up by my brothers
Incest!
Every
day it is news of my father
He’s
killed!
Every
day I pick lifeless child
Died of
hunger!
Upper
Nile
In
Bentiu
My pride
is scrambled
In
Malakal
I am a
point of despair
In Bor
Tribalism
beats me up
Why
Upper Nile my mother?
Upper
Nile,
When my
womanhood ripens
It’s
torn by the wolves
I am
either defiled or rapped
It’s
maturity in immorality
You need
me decayed
My Upper
Nile my mother
Upper
Nile,
I walk
in Jungle
When I
am in Jonglei
I walk
in mud
When I
am in Malakal
I lost
my beauty
When I
am in Bentiu
There is
an epitaph
In every
homestead
It bears
children names
I am
sending this message to you
Wake up,
your daughter has become a duster
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