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Neighbourly

Samarian oil

Samarian wine

On open Judean wounds

Bound by a Samaritan's hands

Never felt so good,

A salve to the national shame

Burning through the traveler's head.

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stevejeff

63 / M

Published: Oct 20, 2016
LinesWords: 728

Notes: Luke 10. A timely reminder of what it is to be a neighbour. It's not necessarily those you expect who show compassion.
Tags: #shame #wounds #nation #samaritan

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