Poem| Malakal - Radio Tamazuj

Poem| Malakal - Radio Tamazuj

In the shadows of Malakal, memories lay bare,  Where laughter once rang, now whispers of despair,  The sunlit days drowned in a tempest of fright,  A cradle of dreams turned to ashes by night.   Echoes of children, their joy lost in haste,  Once vibrant the streets, now a heart-wrenching waste,  With hope as the anchor, we weathered the tide,  But calamity struck, and our spirits divide.  The Nile flows still, though its waters turn grim,  A sob…