South Sudan got married to Mrs. War and gave birth to first born named hatred.

Posted: August 7, 2017 by PaanLuel Wël Media Ltd. in Commentary, Contributing Writers, Junub Sudan, Opinion Articles, Opinion Writers

By Khurthii Manyuat, Beijing, China

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August 7, 2017 (SSB) — Sometimes we hunt our own souls in the forest, we ambush vulnerable members of our community along the highways, and furthermore, we deployed food poisoning strategies in the cities. All are done because South Sudan got married to Mrs. War a half century ago and gave birth to first born named hatred. Mrs. War is in hurry and she wants us to leave earth as fast as possible.

The argument of leaving and not leaving caused our home to be concentratedly polluted with violence and we got drunk in that unfavorable atmosphere, blamed all including home furniture.

Last week there was an attack on the road and two cases of foods poisoning in both Wau and Juba. The quest is, have we fully review this deliberate decision of migrating to graves? I believe Even God might be there at his palace pondering for how yesterday pitiful human shortly turned to the most dangerous one.                                                                                                      

He sent us kids on Friday and we abuse and sent them back the next Monday. Some of us drag aged people to graves before finishing their last week on earth. We ruthlessly abuse those who are in charge of human life existence on their duties “the women”. It is a forced migration against God schedule.

This forced migration reminds me of Avery interesting story narrated by one of my friends four years ago. A man died and upon reaching heaven, he stopped at one the main gate where filtration or sorting for people going to hell and those going to paradise is done.

There were security guards at gate and Jesus in the reception office. The man sat at the gate waiting for his name to be called and shown his way but unfortunately, no one gave his attention till when the sun was approaching evening where he finally busted with anger at security guards.

He said, what is wrong guys? Have been here for the whole day and you don’t want to call me in? Discrimination or what? The guards apologized and asked for his names. He said I am called Marko Mading.

Two lists were checked but no hint of such a name so there was confusion. Suddenly Jesus was leaving office and he saw arguments outside. He broke in and asked, hi man which country are you coming from? He said South Sudan.

Jesus oh! Don’t bother yourselves with the list because South Sudanese do come here randomly before their time of the schedule. We south Sudanese are really going there so fast like promised but not.

Fellow south Sudanese should recall back their sense than becoming outlaws. We should know That when politicians broke into fighting in the kitchen, we all got surprised outside and no one is favored by this tribal politics instead we are the victims, therefore, need refrain from them.

Let’s stop ambushing, poisoning ourselves and work together, ask our rights together. Martin Luther said we don’t reclaim human rights by taking human life.

Khurthii Manyuat, is a student of the petroleum engineering China University of Petroleum in Beijing, China. You can reach the author via his email:

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