Friday, April 4, 2014


by Evelyn Haies
copyright 2014

Studying the vort on leprosy, it’s not just the skin. 
Watching all the people walk by, 
Hardly making an impression 
And suddenly an indication 
With them there’s something wrong. 
Your sense of security feels an impurity 

Learning of Miriam, a sister like a mother 
Who saved her brother; 
A child like a prophet, 
She admonished her father to not divorce her mother 
She scolded her brother who hurt another 
Her sense of perfection led to her infection. 

Analyzing that features on the face portray an attitude 
Who is cruel, will steal, betray and be rude. 
A stranger like a menace 
With skin diseased as if it was just the surface 
With diagnosis so obvious 
The recognition is a definition more is to the story. 

The physical is a mirror of the spiritual behind, 
Rash, abrupt, ruptured; soft, calm, pacified, good, kind. 
By word of mouth, wrong of hand, a slight mistake 
Test of should, would and could makes a difference 
With society offended, inequities a consequence 
The punishment is isolation and desolation 

Socializing requires compromising: some will; some won’t 
With the outside closing out 
With the inside showing in 
Allocations are made for violations 
From seven days to more by score 
There can be right and the end to blight. 

Healing is a matter of behavior 
A correction by the Savior. 
A selection unselected 
When electing good and betterment 
When choosing social graces 
And ethics as a basis.

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