Darker Shade of Empathy
Shriveling corn in late fall fields
Haunts with bleak precedent
My hope; and even tiny blight
On the premise of a grain
Assumes a goal's defect.
Is this a sorrow made of seeing?
Made of faith imposing on recurrence
The promise of my scheme?
And are not sight and faith in promise
Grown within this common ground?
If viruses and I are one,
What makes our contradiction?
Does a blemish travel in the seed?
And should I pray to science's revisions,
Believing god is not immaculate?
Late fall wanes and hesitation
Seeps through bending stalks
And into my inclusion;
And all my host of chemicals
Rage interpretation.
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