Tragic, hard—this life.
I do not ask why.

I do ask for kindness.
I do ask for some level of
nuance

in the face of uncertainty
in the face of death.

—

Do not give me a
child’s reason for believing in
your “Amen.”

Tell me of how
he preached
love, charity, and non-violence
and my fleshy soul
will
be moved, eager

for more—

just do not
denigrate or write off

this life, so tragic
so hard.