THIS WEEK mothers became widows children now orphans
Viudas Huérfanos Do you now see
La Chamba
Pick their food, raise their kids, clean their homes, fix their roofs
There are two signs, Martinez says: one says “come,” the other “go home”!
Many were hungry afraid to work
La fábrica, Hilton, El Super, Vallarta--too dangerous to drive
No food to eat Orange King
This week CANCELLED Graduation, Quince, Primera Comunión
Churches raided Orange King
Car lines at kinder nowhere now safe White you may pass
Brown? On your ass!
Many sick, too nowhere to go
Hospitals? On your ass!
Get in line, you say?
We tried that, too
With papers still, stolen, outside the door
Even courts, not safe no more
Senator Tackled for all to see
What hope is there for you and me
Where are you Church, Orange Man your king?
500 years, you kiss the ring
Blasphemy! Blasphemy! Manifest Destiny, MAGA all the same
It’s always us you try to blame
Prophets rise you kill them too always have today will still
Sin embargo
I am the Brown Church
No King but Christ
Yo sé que el Reino de Díos trae liberación
Que el Espiritu nos libera
Though the colonizers have changed, the cries of Las Casas still ring strong in my ears
I am a Dreamer; indocumentado; sin papeles
No human being is illegal. Jesús es mi refugio. I am a child of God.
I also am among the 12
God calls me mija/mijo
I AM THE BROWN CHURCH