Benjamin A. Smith Virgin Mary Sighting February 14, 2009
When the miracle melted away We gave our time,
working with
Sister Alicia packing lunches; five years ago, it’s hard to believe, the brown grocery bags were overfull with food, and the workers Brought home yogurt and sugar and koolaid sometimes. When the miracle melted away The paper bags Grew thin and empty Riquenos wearing black glasses and black suits Wiped their feet on the bienvenido mats Stole the warmth from the houses and homes The heat thieves Moved old furniture onto the sidewalk. And we’re screaming, we are crying From the acidic pits of our stomachs “The hands and eyes of heaven have no Heart!” And I know that. The authorities left When injustice had been served
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