Outside his bullet-riddled home in Sudan’s war-ravaged capital, Jamil Morjan stood with his hands raised in prayer for his mother’s soul over a mound of earth.
There was no headstone — just a rough wooden plank marking the spot where his mother…
Outside his bullet-riddled home in Sudan’s war-ravaged capital, Jamil Morjan stood with his hands raised in prayer for his mother’s soul over a mound of earth.
There was no headstone — just a rough wooden plank marking the spot where his mother…