Bear Good Fruit
Does a rose bush bring forth cacti? Do tulips bloom bluebells?
Do grapes appear on Clematis vines? Figs on Banyan trees?
The instinct of creative blossoming, in each creature dwells
There's a clash between soft cells. Yet, the life breath brings in peace.
Is any human born good? Is any human born bad?
Humanness, like flowerness or fruitness, in all, abides
With treasures of goodness and evil, each human is clad
As scorpions hide under leaves, behind virtues, sin hides.
Aren't diamond chunks from among the coal rocks culled and cleansed?
Amidst value splits, there are humans with a good conscience.
Could the thoughts, words, and deeds of a giver be recompensed?
The evil, Jesus says, doesn't fathom the omniscience?
Hearts should be, as Jesus says, like streams, filled with compassion.
God graces your passion for compassion with dispassion.
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