sudan Speaks
To the Sudanese Diaspora, we implore you to share your stories, speak your truths, and stand with us in amplifying the voices of Sudan. Let us collectively raise awareness about the tragedies unfolding.
Photos of sudan before the war
Photos of sudan before the war
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Omdurman
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Khartoum
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North Kordofan
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Khartoum
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Omdurman
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NILE
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North KORDOFAN
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Jebel Aulia
“How Dare Our Suffering Inconvenience You?” By Sujude M. Hassan
I have watched as people continue to ignorantly consume products and propaganda from governments that have participated in the destruction of my own country. I have watched people turn a blind eye to our oppression because it makes them uncomfortable.
By Sujude M. Hassan
Oath of the Nile by Hiba Babiker (@hurricanehibz)
Blood has soaked my homeland
There will be atonement
from the Almighty
This is not the end for you
The gates of hellfire await you
But so does our wrath
No jinn
Or afreet
No pact with the devil
Will save you
From your fate
By Hiba Babiker
Sudan Speaks by Hiba Babiker
All this blood
Soils our land
Your hands are dirty,
Yet you make demands
I’ll break my fast
With Justice served
Then we’ll enjoy
The peace,
This is what they fear
When Sudan Speaks
Memories of Home
I know one day our children will have these experiences too. They will pass on these memories with the blessing of the Almighty. It will be possible when we in the United States identify who we are, and how we want to be perceived on a Global level. Let us be ourselves authentically instead of imitating others. Let’s be us, on our terms, based on our values as SUDANESE.
A Poem for Sudan By Razan
In the depths of Sudan, where sorrow has thrived,
The RSF, a force with no remorse, has arrived.
They rape and kill, leaving behind broken souls,
Committing acts so vile, their cruelty knows no controls.
Memories of Summers in Sudan
“I was born in Wad Madani and raised in the States. My earliest and most favorite memories are of the summers spent in Sudan. Every year, my mom would take my siblings and I back home for the duration of the summer. Most of our time would be spent at my grandparents home in Madani. I loved getting sent to the دكان to buy last minute ingredients, and getting to use the change to buy candy. I loved being surrounded by family. I loved playing with my cousins and the neighborhood kids. I can still feel the hot sun on my skin. I can still taste the coolness of the داردمة in my mouth. I can hear the laughter so clearly. I can still see the redness of the sky, accompanying the touchdown of a كتاحة. I can still smell my grandma's chai made every morning along with the rustling of the بسكويت بركة wrappers. I want to go back home to my family. I want to go back to Sudan before the war. I hope to go back to a free Sudan.”
“We all Deserve so Much More Out of Life” By Iya Abuzeid Ibrahim
My father and little sister are trapped in Wad Madani. I lost contact with my father back in May 2023. I found out by word of mouth that he fell ill, but recovered the day RSF invaded Wad Madani
“Not Enough Outrage From Both Sudanese People and the International Community; We are Rejected by Both”
The lack of empathy towards perceived “Arabs” has made me very upset with a lot of fellow Sudanese. I would have thought that the love and pride of being a part of a nation filled with so much history, resilience, and beauty would be enough for us to love and support each other. However, that has not been the case. My family has also lost their homes, their lives, and everything precious to us. I fear I will have no country to go back to, no place that holds my roots.
“A Powerful Identity” By An Anonymous 21 year old
It is a struggle to explain to myself, let alone others, how I feel about Sudan. I grew up away from Sudan my entire life, so it is strange to call it my home. Yet, I have no place else that is truly home. My legal status in any other country is only temporary, and Sudan is not a place I can return to right now.
I think being part of the Diaspora is a powerful identity; there’s so much you can do in the hopes of taking what you learn back home one day, and that’s what I want to do. I try to make my intentions and actions inclusive and considerate of the current and future Sudan. I wish I could help my people right now. Yet, in a way I think that I am, by being intentional with the plans I can make right now. God-willing, my goals and future achievements are fruitful for my people and me.
“Paranoia Everytime There are Reports of RSF Shelling”
My entire family has been impacted in severe ways by the war. The husband of one of my cousins was kidnapped by the RSF. It was only through a middleman that they were able to arrange for his release after one week. Her children stay at my aunt's house, and after the kidnapping even her husband has moved there. The danger has driven all my other cousins who remained in Sudan into Egypt.
Protest in NYC: January 14, 2024- A Reflection By Nuralhoda Elsaid
I anticipated heightened emotions entering the protest, but the depth of anger caught me off guard. It's been 274 days since the first shots were fired on April 15, 2023, and the Sudanese Diaspora has been endlessly posting on social media and magnifying the lives that were lost since. However, it never seems to be enough. I was disheartened by the absence of support from the non-Black Arab community, not raising awareness about what is going on in Sudan, and not showing up to protest to support the cause. These are the same Arabs who claim to love their Sudanese friends, the ones who see the Sudanese community continuously amplifying the numerous causes coming out of the Middle East, including the Palestinian cause. It's disheartening then to see the Arab community that I grew up with pick and choose the causes they decide to amplify, throwing the burden to the Sudanese Diaspora to carry alone, to tirelessly educate, and beg for someone to listen.
“When this War Ends, What Will I Be Coming Home To?” By Saja
Currently, most of my family is displaced, some in neighboring countries, and the rest within Sudan. The ones who are displaced within Sudan are about to be displaced for a second time. I also have family in Sudan who are still in Khartoum and trying to find a way out. My aunt’s home has been occupied by the RSF. This has impacted my mental health. I have not visited Sudan since 2016 when my grandmother passed away and I regret it. When this war ends, and I go back to visit, what will I be coming home to? Will the RSF have occupied my grandparents’ homes too? Will they be demolished? Will our safety be guaranteed?