Bread and Sun
We are the ones that carry
our house on our shoulders.
We are the bread and the sun
of those who do not recognize us.
We are the bread and the sun
of those who humiliate us.
We follow our grandmother’s advice.
We listen from our hearts of clay
to the clear song of the sky,
and we always rise.
—Moisés Villavicencio Barras, Madison