How saddened we have all felt at the Orlando tragedy. We grieve. Each of us can make this world and our country a better place.
In this time that fears faith, let us hold hands.
In this time that fears the unwashed, let us hold hands.
In this time that fears age, let us hold hands.
In this time that fears touch, let us hold hands.
brown hands, trembling hands, calloused hands, frail
hands, white hands, tired hands, angry hands, new
hands, cold hands, black hands, bold hands.
©Pat Mora, from Agua Santa Holy Water
MUSE, a women’s choir in Cincinnati, OH, included the poem on their album Sing to the Universe Who We Are. Jennifer E. Stasack composed the music to accompany the poem. To buy the album, visit the MUSE website.
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