Placed Fourth in: Hidden Acrostic Poetry Contest of Crystol Woods
Isaiah 49:10 - “Shout for joy, you heavens; rejoice, you earth; burst into song, you mountains! For the Lord comforts his people and will have compassion on his afflicted ones.” **************************************************************** Compassion The prime of human virtues, Compassion, A divine trait as Ordained in Scriptures Leads Man to help his own kind with passion And Paint others as brothers and sisters Of a single race spread Across the space Receiving same Shine of the sun apace Enjoying same Sparks of moonlight at night And Ignited by the same divine light Offered by grace of the Almighty Lord Whom to lend diverse Names we can afford.
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