When the sinner forgiven for adultery,
Touched his feet in gratitude for his love,
Contained in her soul were the many,
That sinned with her and sinned against her,
As her repentant tears fell into the ocean of mercy.
When she wiped the face of the dead man walking,
They all stood beside her, all the generations,
While she showed him love and compassion,
They would too in time show other outcasts,
The epitome of Love as unconditional empathy.
When Cain killed Abel, and his blood cried for justice,
He was not alone, for we all stood there with him,
Mothers, Fathers, Brothers and Sisters weeping,
In moments of inconsolable grief asking justice,
While, we stood pleading for God’s mercy and compassion.
When Cain kills as he did, for God,
Against God, In the name of God,
They all stand with him with bloodied hands,
And blood stained instruments of death,
While Love’s strength surmounts injustice.
For in all that we do and say,
Collectively as the human family,
We suffer the grief and pain,
Just as the evil of one brings grief to many,
Likewise, a few good deeds brings joy to many.
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