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In Darfur’s fields, Red blood does flow
Irrigating stones row on row,
That mark black deaths in blackest night
Children and wives shot by white light
Unheard cries emerge from afros
We are the Dead. Some years ago
We lived, let live and were left alone,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Darfur’s fields.
Northern Lights, give no rest to our foe;
Illuminate their nights with the torch!
Who knows? Some of us may yet survive.
If ye break faith with us who die
What worth your War memorials?
- Darfur’s fields
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