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