Lenten letter

Dear Elon,

I don’t want to be holy,

But if I could give healing to the sick,

Sight to blind, feed the hungry,

Clothe the naked, house the homeless

And raise from the dead

Those who died for corporate profits,

I would.

You may call me weak,

But I will accept this as an accolade

And pray someday before you die,

You may go blind on the road to Damascus.

4-8-25