ICE ©

they are killing us at

the bus stops, on the

sidewalks, apartment

buildings, during traffic 

stops, detention centers,

in front of our children,

and always in the name

of hate. they are killing

us while too many look

the other way, churches

roll away their Bibles 

and those of us not yet

murdered remain to wipe 

away the bitter tears. they 

are killing us in the Midwest,

from coast to coast and in 

the places the goodness of 

God appears unable to reach. 

they are killing the young

Brown men, little kids, aging 

fathers, poor mothers, and 

braided hair girls with Angel’s 

smiles and I cannot look up

to heaven to declare it is 

well with my soul.   

h. j. Recinos