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Pastures Are Empty, By: Rachel Huber

March 23, 2026 by Rachel Huber

Pastures Are Empty, By: Rachel Huber

Legal status is no defense
When skin color is the main offense
This loss of life needn’t be
The pastures are empty
No one is free
But is it really so bad that some may perish,
If one day you don’t have to press one for English?

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