Blessed are the brown people

The shithole countries

The refugees and the homeless

Blessed are the immigrants

For they remind us of the ‘dream’

Blessed are the Muslims

And the disabled

And the working poor

And blessed are those who march

Who call out injustice

Who fight in the trenches

Who write, and tweet, and vote

And stand up every day against the hatred that threatens us

Blessed is the resistance, for in their persistance

We find hope.