< 1 mn read I painted the word “humanity” with my bloodI closed my eyes not to see painsI screamed not to hear people cryingI saw bloody handsBloody ropesBloody bulletsWhere is humanity?Where am i?
< 1 mn read My pen is filled with bloodWhen I put it on the paperPaper just criesCries out of painPains that are hidden in silenceBuried underground with the deadBruises of silenced peopleWounds of human rights’ defenders