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 4: Nowhere is Safe – Living Under Constant Threat

Inside Naivasha Camp, war isn’t just an outside threat—it has seeped into their daily lives. Armed groups raid homes, stealing the little the refugees have left. With no protection and no authority to turn to, fear rules the night. Every knock at the door could mean violence, theft, or worse. Survival isn’t just about food and water—it’s about making it through the night alive.

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 3: Buried Without a Name – Death and Dignity in Naivasha Camp Omdurman

In Naivasha Camp, death is a daily reality, but dignity in death is a luxury few can afford. Without proper burials, the deceased are laid to rest in whatever they perished in, their graves dug by those barely strong enough to lift a shovel. The rituals that once honored the dead have faded, replaced by the stark struggle to survive. Yet, even in these bleak moments, the community clings to its humanity, doing what little they can to ensure that no one is forgotten.