Part 5: Trapped Between Borders – The Perilous Journey to Safety

For some, staying in Naivasha means certain death. They sell the last of their belongings, pooling whatever money there is to pay for evacuation. Despite their attempts to reach safety, the road to safety often proves to be treacherous. With the war in full force, checkpoints are dangerous. Anyone without proper identification risks being arrested, or killed. Some are accused of being combatants. Others simply disappear, their fate unknown.

In one instance, a group of 13 South Sudanese refugees left Naivasha Camp for Renk, South Sudan. Only one person arrived. The others were never seen again. Another convoy of 60 people was luckier—they made it across. With each passing day as the conflict intensifies, the risk of escape grows greater.

For those who remain, the choice is impossible: stay and starve, or leave and take the ultimate risk.

Voices from Naivasha Camp – Omdurman

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Part 1: Voices from Naivasha Camp | The Harrowing Reality

For two years, the people of Naivasha Camp in Omdurman—primarily South Sudanese refugees—have lived on the edge of survival, forgotten by the world. No humanitarian organization has come to their aid. No government has acknowledged their suffering. Trapped between warring factions, they face starvation, disease, and relentless violence. Their only lifeline is the generosity of relatives abroad, but even that is not enough. As death becomes a daily reality, those who remain are left with one desperate plea—help us before it is too late.

Part 6: A Plea for Rescue – The Urgent Need for Evacuation

South Sudanese in Sudan have waited long enough. They cannot survive on hope alone. The war has closed in around them, starvation is claiming more lives each day, and those who attempt to escape are met with brutality. Without immediate intervention, thousands will die. The time for discussion is over. It is time to act.

Part 2: Children of the Camp – Starving for a Future

In Naivasha Camp, childhood is defined by hunger. The innocence of play has been replaced by silence, weakness, and the haunting cries of children too malnourished to move. Families survive on nothing but water or tea, clinging to the hope that their children can hold on just one more day. Without immediate food aid, Naivasha’s youngest will continue to perish. Every missed meal brings them closer to the edge. We must act now.