Imagine the Angels of Bread By Martin Espada

This is the year that squatters evict landlords,
gazing like admirals from the rail
of the roofdeck
or levitating hands in praise
of steam in the shower; 

Manila Favelas
this is the year 
that shawled refugees deport judges
who stare at the floor
and their swollen feet
as files are stamped
with their destination…. 

The Nakba 1948 "Catastrophe"--Expulsion and Dispossession of Palestinians from their homes
This is the year that those
who swim the border's undertow
and shiver in boxcars
are greeted with trumpets and drums
at the first railroad crossing 

Mexican Border Wall Arizona
If the abolition of slave-manacles
began as a vision of hands without manacles,
then this is the year; 

if the shutdown of extermination camps
began as imagination of a land
without barbed wire or the crematorium,
then this is the year; 

Auschwitz Krema
if every rebellion begins with the idea
that conquerors on horseback
are not many-legged gods, that they too drown
if plunged in the river,
then this is the year. 

Che Guevara
So may every humiliated mouth,
teeth like desecrated headstones, 

Congolese Woman

fill with the angels of bread.

From Angels in America

In the Arms of the Angel by Sarah McLachlan