“May my feet land on the safe ends of Your robes, for human land drinks human blood and feasts on its remains.” PoetryQuotesPrayerBloodPoemSocial JusticeHuman LifeMitta XinindluCannibalismThey Re Killing Us Author:Mitta Xinindlu
“May my hands be held by Your hands, for human hands were loving me yesterday but are murdering me today.” PoetryQuotesPrayerBloodPoemSocial JusticeHuman LifeMitta XinindluCannibalismThey Re Killing Us Author:Mitta Xinindlu
“May my eyes be filled with sanity, for this generation is piercing me with its inhumanity.” PoetryQuotesPrayerBloodPoemSocial JusticeHuman LifeMitta XinindluCannibalismThey Re Killing Us Author:Mitta Xinindlu
“Lead me to where it’s safest. Lead me to where it’s kindest.” KindnessPoemQuoteThought ProvokingMitta XinindluQuestionsThey Re Killing UsSecurity And Safety Author:Mitta Xinindlu
“Where can I take refuge from these dirty souls who seek my blood? To whom should I run to brood these now broken soles, and eyes filled with floods?” PoemQuoteThought ProvokingMitta XinindluQuestionsThey Re Killing UsSecurity And Safety Author:Mitta Xinindlu
“My feet are stumbling on many dead bodies.” PoetryQuotesPrayerPoemSocial JusticeHuman RightsHuman LifeMitta XinindluCrimes Against HumanityThey Re Killing Us Author:Mitta Xinindlu
“My hands are replete with burns and bruises from the spears of those who You lovingly created in Your image just as I was crested.” PoetryQuotesPrayerPoemSocial JusticeHuman RightsHuman LifeMitta XinindluCrimes Against HumanityThey Re Killing Us Author:Mitta Xinindlu
“My eyes are filled with images of my people killed. My body is garmented in agony, trauma, confusion, and fume.” PoetryQuotesPrayerPoemSocial JusticeHuman RightsHuman LifeMitta XinindluCrimes Against HumanityThey Re Killing Us Author:Mitta Xinindlu
“Where can I take refuge from these dirty souls who seek my blood? To whom should I run to brood these now broken soles, and eyes filled with floods? Lead me to where it’s safest. Lead me to where it’s kindest.” PoetryQuotesPrayerPoemSocial JusticeHuman RightsHuman LifeMitta XinindluCrimes Against HumanityThey Re Killing Us Author:Mitta Xinindlu
“They're Killing Us (Poem) ________ May my feet land on the safe ends of Your robes, For human land drinks human blood and feasts on its remains. May my hands be held by Your hands, For human hands were loving me yesterday but are murdering me today. May my eyes be filled with sanity, for this generation is piercing me with its inhumanity. May I dwell in Your heaven, as I no longer feel safe on this earth even. My feet are stumbling on many dead bodies. My hands are replete with burns and bruises from the spears of those who You lovingly created in Your image just as I was crested. My eyes are filled with images of my people killed. My body is garmented in agony, trauma, confusion, and fume. Where can I take refuge from these dirty souls who seek my blood? To whom should I run to brood these now broken soles, and eyes filled with floods? Lead me to where it’s safest. Lead me to where it’s kindest.” PoetryQuotesPoemSocial JusticeHuman RightsIsraelMitta XinindluPalestineCrimes Against HumanityThey Re Killing Us Author:Mitta Xinindlu
“May I dwell in Your heaven, as I no longer feel safe on this earth even.” PoetryQuotesHeavenPrayerPoemSocial JusticeHuman LifeMitta XinindluCrimes Against HumanityThey Re Killing Us Author:Mitta Xinindlu