Richard believes in kindness
He sighs as an old lady talks to herself
as she pushes a shopping cart down Merrimack St.
every day.

Paul believes in love
he cries as an old drunk man collapses
in the alley off of Palmer St.
long after midnight.

Mary believes in charity
when she sees a ratty man picking bottles from the gutter
she screams when two youth rifle through her trash
on Riverside St.

I believe in something else
something else
entirely.