The Wall

i don't know how to respond, no react, to a 12 foot wall that keeps people out of this country. when i listen to the news reports, border crossings between mexico and the united states are a hot topic. i've heard phrases like 'shoot them', 'send them all back', and other sundry sayings from the lips of american citizens (who identify themselves as christians). it's distressing to have any feelings because then people become human somehow.
am i human?
does someone want to shoot me because of the color of my skin?
does someone want to send me back to where i came from? kind of late, slavery got me here and my roots have been mixed within a big tree called united states of america.
'them'
'illegal aliens'
'immigrants'
how about human created in the image of God?
i've seen the wall, 12 feet and seemingly endless. and i can walk away from it, get in a car and drive away to a dinner appointment.