none of us alive today

will live to see

the day

our race admits

we are utter

failures at being

noble

or moral

or fair

or wise


without resorting

to some idea of God

that is to blame

as some devil

or to praise

as some savior


the One who does not

wish us to perish

must weep

more than we do

as our failure blocks

grace

and will only admit

its puny defeat

in the void

of our own dissolution


and no soul

will live long enough

to hear this admission

even if it live

to bless

the improbable way

it survived to continue

its immortality...



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