forgive us our debts

I read your words and weep.

holding your hands, I pray with you

and the blue shawled woman in the New York pew

then I am standing in that California highway where bodies

litter the road

saying goodbye to hope and freedom

we are all guilty of so many little sins

sins of careless words, careless actions

sins we all commit in each breath or bite

of fruit picked by bodies and souls

we are happy to ignore

as we pass the strawberries at breakfast

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