On a Day Like Today - Bruce Silverman

[Larry Robinson]

On a Day Like Today

 
 We are feeling the first

 glint of shock that our

 ancestors felt the day they

 were expelled from Spain.

 
Now our restive hands

are sensing the first drops

 of pelting rain that fell on

 loved ones who boarded an

unspeakable train.

 
We remember those who wore

yellow stars and perhaps those

times are not so far away.  

 
Maybe soon on a day like today

we will see crescent moons on

the sleeves of those who have

no place to pray.

 
Glance upwards at the angry

sky casting an ominous pall

over the frightened heads of

brown-skinned children who

are pleading: why?  

 
The latest version of “it can’t

happen here” is no longer

news from a distant

shore; it’s here at our door.  

 
 My hope is that you and I will

 awaken and be vigilant on

 behalf of all that we hold to

 be dear, 

 
And my prayer is that our tired

eyes can see and our broken

hearts can hear.                                       


	- Bruce Silverman
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