Here is our line up of buses. Tonight we will meet under the street light that lights the parking lot and have some food together. Last week during our art time on the streets we drew the busses that park in the huge parking lot next to where we meet. There is a soccer stadium to one side, Mc Doodles, and the hospital on another, and an abandoned sports arena. Buses park to wait to take workers back to their villages in the late afternoon. Some street kids traveled the whole country before they were 15, some barely leave their corner. We'll stay here with them while the buses, cars and trams come and go. We'll keep praying for an empty parking lot and miracle stories of by gone days.
Injustice is a direct result of an inability to see life as it is in it’s sacred nakedness. These reflections and present practice of making art in community among the poor are meant to be a dialogue about the intersection of art, social justice, and faith.
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