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By Jack Joseph Smith

The Paper I have no sourse from which to climb Worried as a rabbit I seek life Without hiding tell death I remain My sorrow, my distain, my strife This god has Jesus as a broker My God has Jesus as power No judgement sees the weaker Your god stays your god for sure I've killed and left And it matters why wih ‘ You have not, and have not sogugst Simple done down I forget the lie Weakness has a way, where just the breeze of a man can, : make you scared : a | pftewd al the eer of Don't judge the dartful and uncaring Who have choseh the 16se of fear Even vituperatively worried and unsound 4, aif ont and Gphene vena is a waste or The deer you ran into and gave away to go “A , nm is d om Jo 7 sighed morbid as natural; the lack of taste, Ge yous Let ee not “my own

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AI Interpretation

GPT

Fear, judgment, and religious language are tested against weakness, violence, and survival, with Jesus split between brokerage and power.

Claude

Jesus is split into two versions — broker and power — and the poem refuses to reconcile them. Faith and fear and violence coexist in the same prayer because the speaker's god is not one thing.