AMUSIA
Maybe I should be more forgiving,
compliment the aging lady
who lives in her car,
sits alone on a bench
at the town square,
empty jar by her feet,
everyday
for hours
with her old, pink guitar,
and who sings off key. Iām sure
God has reasons for creating
the tone-deaf,
as our world is not all music,
and humans fill the earth
with discord,
while angels long for harmony.

