Joseph P. DiMino Poet Free verse

Yet the Stain Remains

How could they
not know!? Two
thousand years
yet the stain remains:

on the forehead... 
on the heads and
hearts of their children – 

We are a bloodthirsty
society. Sadly, there also
dwells the spirit, in those
red cells indelible – 

become the venom 
of our being when man
pulses away from God....

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Gershon Wolf August 13, 2021 at 10:55 AM In a way, it's the original blood libel: Romans killed Christ... In 1800's, Russians killed the little gentile boys... Now, the Palestinians kill the Jews... History repeats endlessly... Joseph P. DiMino August 13, 2021 at 11:43 AM Sadly, you are so right my friend! The longer I am on this earth, the more I am convinced, we are here less to change the world and more to change ourselves -- our own redemption and salvation. If the world somehow is better for that, that is a plus. Does not seem to be our history.