“What am I doing in the meantime, Lord?Hoping, that’s what I’m doing—hopingYou’ll save me from a rebel life,save me from the contempt of dunces.I’ll say no more, I’ll shut my mouth,since you, Lord, are behind all this.But I can’t take it much longer.When you put us through the fireto purge us from our sin,our dearest idols go up in smoke.Are we also nothing but smoke?