If you were one of those
who complained that longer lines
were going to be a problem for you
if the healthcare bill passed into law
the way a child might pass away
if he were uninsured,
I want to look deep
into the trinity of your eyes—
the iris, the pupil and the white—
and see for myself if your humanity ends
where your religion begins.
After all, you,
who have paid your tithe
and lived so comfortably
on the soft pillow of coverage
cannot be expected to contemplate
the Lord’s complexity or question
his bestowment of blessings—
You simply accept by faith
has something to do with it.
All you know
is that it would be an abomination
if you had to wait an extra week
to see the specialist
or if you missed a tennis lesson at the club
because your appointment
got a fifteen minute bump
into your leisurely afternoon.
Stand at the end of the line
and tell me what you see
before you close your eyes.