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Sister's Poem Speaks of Heartbreak and Suffering Among Immigrants
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February 24, 2025Our Hearts are with Our Brothers and Sisters
With fear and trepidation afflicting many millions of people in the United States, we turn our hearts to our immigrant brothers and sisters at this time. Sr. Lucy Jacinta, CCVI, who is visiting from Kenya, has been deeply touched by recent events and agreed to share this beautiful and heartfelt poem with us.
My Brethren
By Sr. Lucy Jacintah Mueni Nzesa, CCVI
I see my brethren, from their homes estranged,
By men in garments of an unfamiliar guise,
From hearts of stone, a chilling hatred exchanged,
Their wrists in cruel chains arise,
Like a church mouse, back to their native lands hopeless,
To sing again one of the Zion’s lyrics.
Bound hands meet bound feet, in heavy plight,
Their bodies weakened, by a fasting dire,
Their faces masked, denied the blessed light,
Toward their native lands, they trek without fire,
To sing again one of the Zion’s lyrics.
When will the twilight birth a hopeful dawn?
They ask, as onward to the void they tread,
We raise our homes, our Caameri is born,
Yet loss looms, like the beckon of the dead,
Unleashing grief, a hunger left unfed,
To sing again one of the Zion’s lyrics.
A message I impart, my kin, to thee,
Hail to the sorrow stamped upon your brow,
Hail to the wounded memory, long and free,
Though broken now, let your spirits rise and bow.
to the communion of the exiled Sacred Family vow,
To thwart the tyrant's dark and godless tricks,
This trial in a moment passes, a promise whispered low,
To sing again one of the Zion’s lyrics
