They Re Killing Us Quotes

“May my feet land
on the safe ends
of Your robes,
for human land
drinks human blood
and feasts on its remains.”
― Mitta Xinindlu

“May my hands
be held by Your hands,
for human hands
were loving me yesterday
but are murdering me today.”
― Mitta Xinindlu

“May my eyes be filled with sanity,
for this generation
is piercing me with its inhumanity.”
― Mitta Xinindlu

“May I dwell in Your heaven,
as I no longer feel safe on this earth even.”
― Mitta Xinindlu

“My feet are stumbling on many dead bodies.”
― 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.”
― Mitta Xinindlu

“My eyes are filled
with images of my people killed.
My body is garmented
in agony, trauma, confusion, and fume.”
― 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.”
― Mitta Xinindlu

“They're Killing Us (Poem)
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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.”
― 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?”
― Mitta Xinindlu

“Lead me to where it’s safest.
Lead me to where it’s kindest.”
― Mitta Xinindlu

“May my eyes be filled with sanity,
for this generation is piercing me with its inhumanity.”
― Mitta Xinindlu