Since the war broke out on that fateful day, April 15, 2023, our country, Sudan, has faced the worst humanitarian and security crisis in its history. A brutal struggle for power and control—one of the most devastating conflicts in the world—continues to unfold.
Neither side seems to adhere to even the most basic humanitarian standards. People have been displaced in every direction, living in fear and terror. It is disgraceful that both official and unofficial media continue to support the perpetuation of this war.
The war erupted in Khartoum during the holy month of Ramadan while people were fasting. Its horrors spread quickly: artillery shells, incendiary projectiles, barrel bombs, and Antonov planes razed homes, burying mothers, infants, and the elderly beneath the rubble.
Sudanese people now endure the harshest living conditions: widespread power and water outages, compounded by escalating security breakdowns in myriad forms.
This war has claimed thousands of lives. Wealth and property have been looted or destroyed, often deliberately. Sudan now faces starvation, destitution, and the tragic fate of becoming a graveyard for those who chose to stay—unable to afford the costs of fleeing to other countries as refugees.
In the Greater Kordofan region, for instance, a ferocious war rages on, showing no regard for the value of human life. Warring parties have closed off access to life-saving food and medicine. In an act of sheer cruelty, they even urinated on milk to prevent children from consuming it.
Since the war began, the people of Kordofan have lived in utter darkness, with water sources cut off except for a few scattered, unsafe wells. Drinking water is contaminated, communication networks are severed, and safe routes for civilians to escape the bombings and fires have been blocked.
Like other areas and villages, the cities of Kordofan have been caught between the hammer of the Rapid Support Forces and the anvil of the National Congress Party battalions. Ordinary citizens are subjected to ridicule and terror, distrusted by both sides.
Even schoolchildren have not been spared; many have been killed or injured while attending classes under conditions that defy all human decency and responsibility. In El-Obeid, several students were martyred or wounded in their classrooms, spending their school days consumed by fear and panic.
We are weary, people of the world. Our souls, burdened with worry and fear, are utterly exhausted. We long for refuge, a place to live without the sounds of artillery, rocket fire, and airstrikes—without predators or thieves violating our dignity and safety.
We are desperate, people of the world, for medicine to protect us from diseases. Cholera has ravaged us; conjunctivitis has afflicted our eyes; malaria and dengue fever have claimed our loved ones, whom we couldn’t even tend to due to our helplessness and lack of resources.
Now, we are bereaved, tormented, hungry, and weakened in spirit and strength. We are fleeing, sick, and running from the flames of war, some riding animals whose hooves have been worn down by exhaustion and long distances, others on foot.
Whenever we reach a place we believe to be safe, we find it more perilous than before. Our journey has ended in overcrowded camps, where survivors of this war now reside. Survivors, but only with the grace of God.
