
Michaela
1 Corinthians 4:5
Halfway a heathen
Halfway religious
Often the worst half of both
Could I but be more kind
Or the more callous –
And leave you, Reader, to guess
Which is common to each –
Maybe then I’d belong to one.
More kind, because for
All that this world’s fallen
I have felt gentleness at its hands,
Glimpsed divinity in every heart,
Seen beauty in its craters.
More callous, for how can
So many eyes be unseeing
So many shoulders cold
So many minds unaffected
By holy genocide?