Do even numbers, when they pray,
give thanks unto their God
that unlike all their neighbors they
were not created odd?
If so, is there a second God
some integers believe in
to whom the reverential odd
give thanks that they’re not even?
Robert Schechter is a poet and translator whose poems (for children and adults) and translations have appeared in The Evansville Review, Per Contra, First Things, Poetry East, Anon, Bumbershoot, Snakeskin, String Poet, The Washington Post, The Spectator, and Highlights for Children, among other places.