- Job’s so sad
- I wonder why
- We share our search
- With such a guy.
His skin had a cover
Of scabs and worms.
Sleep would hover
But not take him in her arms.
His was the little three lettered name
Reminder of our worldly jobs.
The spirit is the more satisfying game—
Than life as described by Hobbes.
But the more Job suffered, the more Job believed.
He taught us that into the trash all doubt can be heaved.