Interrogating the Blood

What am I not doing?

Am I holding something back?
Probably, I’m not loving

enough—if I loved more,
I’d be on a kinder track.
Is what I’m not doing

just being
altruistic
enough, loving

with devout unselfish passion?
Do I lack
concern for loving

others? (and do the others
love me back?).
What is it I’m not doing?

I think I’m just boo-hooing.
This is the sake
for which They died—what I’m not doing—
loving.