“confused” a poem by ben welch

I guess 

I’m confused 

conflicted 

because the god you taught 

and the life you lead 

couldn’t possibly 

bare the same fruit.

.

we hear your voice 

loud and clear 

telling stories of miracles 

and enormous faith

tales of deep charity 

and selfless love.

.

you’ve challenged us 

to love our neighbor 

but somehow 

you’ve excused yourself 

from the call.

.

look I know 

that you know 

what it says.  

I know 

you know 

the charge 

quit talking

and do it. 

quit gloating 

and do it.

.

and don’t just love

the ones 

on your side

of the fence 

love the other too 

your savior 

didn’t sit

with the pious lawmaker

no

he sang songs with lepers

.

now it’s your turn

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