A poem to a child of mixed heritage about choosing a religion:
Easter and Passover are about
Some pretty serious things:
One, a crucifixion, and
The other, slavery.
But they tell of miracles,
The kind from which faith springs:
One, a resurrection, and
One, a parted sea.
Which faith are you? You have your choice:
Christian, Jewish, none,
Or something else, it’s up to you,
Though you should take your time.
Learn, learn, learn about them both
Before you choose just one,
And about yourself, and more,
