Angel's Touch

If I were an angel, I'd grant the Asian infant freedom and a halcyon wind, infuse the Native American papoose with ancestral pride, give the African baby nuru, the light of understanding, a potent shield in a harsh world, and bring the Hispanic infante respect and peace of heart. If I were an angel, I'd kiss [with my eyes] the Jewish babe whose soul from heaven knows all things* and efface memory, visit the Caucasian at birth with the gift of grace and a sense of moral reason which comes only from God, and to all the rest—newly born— the wisdom of Solomon and literary promise, that the brotherhood of man might match the balance of nature. *This belief requires the babe’s memory be erased at birth.