2/15/20

By Josh Rubin

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We watched, called out, waved and crowded the migra buses at the Brownsville airport, and inside shackled hands were raised in response to us, and it made it easy to shrug off orders to move away from the buses, orders given by agents, plainclothes and otherwise, of the terrorist organization known as ICE, Immigration and Customs Enforcement, the armed men who get people, people, loaded onto planes, to fly them back to the belly of the beast they left, migrating northward, following the drinking gourd, where the old man is a-waiting, not to carry you to freedom, but to doom.

This time, as so many times, evil wins, and mercy shrinks, to hide in hearts and in our eyes that when shut still show us those shackled hands, raised, those eyes we couldn’t see, looking into ours.