By Melody Sundberg (Via ‘Untold Stories of the Silenced’)
An endless stream of pictures of injured and dead people. Pictures of men and women lying on beds or on the street. Some of them are surrounded by a grieving crowd, others are alone. Some of them are crying and screaming because of their pain, some are staring hopelessly into nothing. For the last few weeks my Facebook newsfeed has been covered in blood.
The injured and dead are protesters. They criticized the irresponsible expansion of Addis Ababa, the capital in Ethiopia, that is threatening to displace Oromo farmers living close to the city. Many of the protesters are students coming from universities. They wanted someone to listen. They demanded their basic human rights to be respected. Now, they are dead. The closeup photos of their horrifying injuries makes me feel sick to my stomach.