Music is powerful. It is the only thing that can speak into your mind, your heart and your soul without your permission.

If I sleep for more than half an hour, I get horrible dreams in which I'm firing a gun and helicopters are coming down.

I'm still a soldier, fighting with my pen and paper for peace till the day I cease.

Sometimes words are not needed, and the simplicity of expressing yourself through an art form is one of the best ways of communication.

I still have nightmares of dead comrades, a long time ago, talking to me. 'Emmanuel, don't forget about us, don't give up, keep telling our story.'

When I was in south Sudan, people used to rap in my village. But the rapping was more in the mother tongue, Nuer.

I don't know anywhere where the people are hungrier for education than South Sudan.