December 3, 2006 (I was 62)
we do good
Waiting for the big event that directs life
is what you get from a religious childhood
where faith is more heroic than realism
Divine intervention is expected
the ears of the deaf open like flowers
sin demons leap from sanctified mouths
Boys with slings slay evil giants
virgin girls bear sons who save the world
Prophets of exclusion defile foreign nations
ceremony and sacrifice cajole the air
We are diminished by our supernatural acts
Attribute victory and defeat to angels and devils
and man is responsible for neither
Healing is of the Lord cut off the surgeons’ hands
Accept the infinity of possibility
but expect science to furnish the wings
before seraphic sproutings change the neighborhood
The good carpenter down the street
plying an honest craft in the face of vile convention
is more rare than the divine who rises from the dead
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