We wake with no words, just woe and wound. Our own country shooting us in the back is not just brutality. It’s jarring betrayal. Not enforcement, but execution. A message: Love your people and you will die. Yet our greatest threat isn’t the outsiders among us. But those among us who never look within. Fear not the those without papers, but those without conscience. Know that to care intensively, united, is to carry both pain - dark horror for today . And a profound, daring hope for tomorrow. We can feel we have nothing to give. And still belove this world waiting, trembling to change. If we cannot find words, may we find the will. If we ever lose hope, may we never lose our humanity. The only undying thing is mercy, the courage to open ourselves like doors, hug our neighbor. And save one more bright, impossible life.
