The Cry of the People of Turkmenistan

Every day we scream into the void. Every day we try to reach the unknown. Every day we ask for help — and do not receive it. Every single day. How painful it is to realize that the tragedy of the people of Turkmenistan interests no one. We have been left alone — equally vulnerable, equally unprotected. But one thing is clear: we have no right to stop. If we fall silent even for a moment, the authorities of Turkmenistan will grind all citizens into dust, just as they have already erased civil society, dissent, the Constitution, and human rights. They have created a convenient, depoliticized crowd — afraid to raise their eyes or their voices. Yet even within this enforced silence, our heroes existed and still exist: Alisher Sakhatov and Abdulla Orousov. They disappeared. They became symbols of resistance. Today, their names are the cry of every one of us. No one wants to help us. Not cannot — does not want to. Because they can, but choose not to. And we will fight until the end. That end will be victorious. We leave ourselves no alternative. We have no right — not even the slightest — to lose. Defeat would mean handing over the future of our children, of the entire Turkmen people, of the Turkmen nation, into the hands of one family that has turned the state from a constitutional system into a criminal one. They have appropriated everything — even life and freedom, which were given to us by our parents and by nature itself. We will not stop until we receive information about Alisher Sakhatov and Abdulla Orousov. We will not remain silent until the fate of all political prisoners is revealed. We will not rest until the criminal authorities relinquish their power. This is the cry of the people of Turkmenistan. And this cry will not fade until freedom arrives.