Terror and fear
flow across the Earth.
In Mississippi
an eleven-year-old girl
cries out through tears,
“My dad is not a criminal.”

Meanwhile at the border
of Mexico and America,
people are dying
on their journey for freedom,
from lack of food,
water and shelter.

These brown-skin people
are kept in the dark
like mushrooms, covered in lies.
For their broken hearts, we pray,
“Heal what is broken,
make us one again.”