martyrs, we
make a virtue of misery
in the midst of so much
plenty, where virtue comes
so easily - or ought to! - why,
it isn't constructive. This world -
a gift? Yes it is! But we sniff at it,
walk on. Let another take first pick
from what is right there to see, too
good to believe! Really. But
we will pick: to suffer
and offer it up. Why
you'd think our God
was a glutton for our want
for self-deprivation,
to see how we go on
or rather: go without.
On feast days, we'd never know,
never be able to tell between
fast or famine. What
do we mean
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