Today I learnt of a revolution going on in one of the poorest (and yet richest) countries in the world.
I learnt of a people fighting for freedom and sustenance with women at the forefront and community as their guiding light.
I realized that the true geniuses of our age have never been the gilded intellectuals shuffling along the mediocre ivory towers and media conglomerates of the West but rather revolutionary souls like the students and professionals, bakers and homemakers, brothers and sisters, of arid Sudan, kicking oppression right in the gonads.
And I am ever so grateful for them, for they tell me that the spirit of humanity will always fight for love and liberty, for peace and laughter, for bread and roses.
No matter how bleak tomorrow might seem.
Let the powers that be try and oppress that…