Who Is My Neighbor?

free verse

A dreadful assault
dulled their sense of sympathy
and love walked away two times…
selfish trumped humane.

That beast prejudice,
clearly displayed in neglect
to one accustomed to it,
yet mercy moved him.

Bandages, ointment
a vital ride to the inn
full payment for care followed
a night of concern.

Want eternal life?
Ask not, who is my neighbor?
Be a merciful neighbor;
show your love for God.

poem by Reason A. Poteet
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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