Best Good Samaritan Poems
A guy was drunk in a bar
I offered to drive him home
He fell 5 times in the parking lot
So I couldn't leave him alone.
I got him home and he fell 4 more times
before we got to his stair
I said to his wife "Here's your husband"
She said "Yeah, but where is his wheelchair?"
A good Samaritan
plunges pity for the wounds of a troubled soul
rather than
leaping forward
without compassions heart-whole
Unguard!
Thereof
agapë's role—
Love
A good Samaritan
plunges pity for the wounds of a troubled soul
Love
Each afternoon, around wintertime
sat a sickly old man, with a very bad spine
Poor and withered, without any money
none of his days were ever sunny
He fought in two wars and lost his leg
now he's alone and has to beg
Living each day was a struggle to beat
being alive was considered a feat
Nobody stopped to donate or talk
but then again, he was unable to walk
But this changed on one special day
during spring on the 3rd, of a unique May
A little boy, no more than ten
came down the street chasing a hen
He saw the man and sat down with him
for once in his life someone would listen
They talked and talked about many things
in a fantasy world, where they were the kings
After a while they bid farewell
back to the world that seemed like Hell
However, this little boy was amazing
truly worth, limitless praising
He came back, day after day
hours and hours is what he would stay
This brought the man nearly to tears;
being alone for all those years
He didn't need cash, shelter, or food
just someone to lighten his mood
And this little boy was his answer
but then the man developed lung cancer
Death was near, to come and to reap
to bring the man down into the deep
But he no longer had any stress
embracing it fully, he would egress
One final meeting before he would pass
the breeze blew and it shook the grass
"Thank you" were his final words
and then he was gone, up with the birds.
A certain beautiful little girl was standing
In a Midtown Manhattan CVS store
Where crowds had gathered to shop late in evening
She was of Oriental descent standing there;
I saw her, admired her sweetness and let her be
I just stood near her side such a small child she was;
And likewise there were other people on each side
The eyes fell on her with lack of concern or cause.
But a certain black lady who was on a journey
Came upon her, and when she saw her was alarmed,
“Where is her mother?” “Who is her mother?” she yelled;
The mother came up and took the child in her arms.
I ask, “Which of these three do you think proved to be
A neighbor to the child quietly lost in the store?”
The woman who knew New York City and dangers,
This woman showed concern and mercy toward her;
And our loving Jesus said, “Go and do the same.”
Scores of people pushed forward through the exit door.
I thanked the immaculate black lady who saw
The need that I, a mere stranger in town, ignored
Luke 10:30-37
Paraphrased
The Good Samaritan.
Give to him who has not.
If two coats you had.
Give one to the other lad.
If food you have, share.
The best to him.
Who is always there.
The poor are always with us.
The needy, down and out.
Give to them.
You go without.
Taking more than your need.
Is stealing, it will lead.
To others starving.
They also must feed.
Not only your next of kin.
The stranger, ask him in.
Have pity, see to his wants.
He is also a human being.
By turning away.
You condemn him to lay.
To lie down and die.
To cry and sigh.
To reject a plea.
To refuse your aid.
Is the same as killing, he said..
Look for ways to help the other man.
Give him freedom, do not ban.
Open up your stores.
Give to him your hordes.
Let it be known.
That you give, not loan.
Nothing expect in return.
You will gain your reward.
With peace of mind.
You will find.
Life is to help.
Those left behind.
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You all came in from the cold shivering
all dressed in red which is bewildering
you'd stay and hover
cause some clutter
but at least you all stopped quivering
Again found you at my kitchen sink
I thought perhaps you all wanted a drink
so I ran the tap water
not thinking it was slaughter
oh ladybugs the way you died just stinks!
2-18-18
A man was beaten and robbed lying on the roadside
If not for someones help this man would of died
When a young deacon came traveling along
He veered away thinking something else could go wrong
Next a rabbi came upon his way
But he was far too busy to stop on that day
But then soon a Samaritan came into sight
A place known for wickedness and all that isn't right
Well this Samaritan knelt down by his side
And a healing oil he soon gently applied
In putting him up upon his own horse
For the nearest town he set the course
He got him shelter and some food to eat
Just a stranger who he would never again meet
He paid his debt and then continued on his journey
Setting the example that Jesus wanted us all to see
In the biblical account in the story about the Good Samaritan, we notice that he did not make a showy display about what he had done. He took care of the wounds of the man who was badly beaten, and even left money to care for him until he got well. He simply performed a good deed.
I know of a young professional who does good deeds to both animals and humans alike. She has sponsored children in other countries as well as in the US. Just cry out -old or young, and like Dorcas (another Bible character), she responds.
Individuals standing with cups or holding up placards are not ignored either.
She recently completed the wishes of her grandmother, who told her about her assets; and having confidence that things would go smoothly, waited until she heard this granddaughter’s voice before drawing her last breath.
The grandmother dearly loved her family, especially the grandchildren and great grandchildren. She made sure that all were present for her grandmother’s funeral and assisted with the coordination of events.
What picture could one paint of a Good Samaritan?
Qualified as being reliable, dependable, loyal to a cause.
Trustworthy with caring No matter who it is,
Assisting and saving a life if possible.
Whether someone is sick, just laying listless by the wayside,
In crisis by an earth, hurricane, tornado or tsunami. The Samaritan thus responds, prompted by the will for doing only good.
What a privilege it is to be called “Good Samaritan”,
Or hear God’s “Well done my faithful servant”,
For feelings, response and deep concern,
Are like the Stranger in the Bible who did not look the other way.
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This good Samaritan tending to
this loney neglected grave,
making it look as clean as it
had been in ages.
A tear rolls down his face, knowing
that too much time had passed by,
he should have done this many years ago,
then getting ready to depart he
says Dad, I'm so sorry, please
forgive me, I beg you,
I should have come home sooner,
but was too proud, but now
I'm home to stay; I will make these trips
back here each week and tell you many
things I never got a chance to speak with you
about, I want you to know, that I love you very much.
Written 5-23-11
I had my dad in mind when i wrote this, I have only been to his grave
one time, that was the day of the funeral in 1970 and again in 1990.
This was also the second part of Just a Lonely rose, which started out
as one long poem, but shorted for two poems.
But in this poem I am telling my dad, what i never got a chance to tell
him while he was living.
An expert in the law met Jesus, though
his question, "Who's my neighbor?" was to try
to test, and maybe trick him. Christ's reply -
to tell a parable to help him grow.
"A man walked down the road to Jericho.
Thieves beat and stripped him, leaving him to die.
The man looked up with hope - a priest comes nigh,
but passing him, no mercy does he show.
A Levite, too. Then, a Samaritan
whose clan were enemies unto his race.
It was this one who saved the dying man -
the man least likely to reach out his hand.
HE was the neighbor, filled with love and grace.
Go forth and be that neighbor in the land."
Written 25 Oct 2020
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The historical record shows many intimate connections between Arabs, Muslims, Hebrews and Jews, and Babylon. The nation we equate with Israel began as tribes in the deserts of Arabia. Some of them were allies, some opponents, of the Prophet Muhammad (PBUH). However, we know his Uncle-in-law was Jewish via Khadijah, and helped the Prophet reject the fear he was insane, for hearing Gabriel speak some of the Old Testament scriptures to him.
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The synagogue system of worship was begun in Ira q (Babylon)
III
Tel Aviv was a famous Jewish city in Iraq, before it was "revived" in present - day Israel.
IV
Strictly-speaking "Jews" refer to Jesus' tribe, as He is the Lion of Judah; the other 11 tribes of ancient Israel (Hebrew tribes) are the ten tribes of old Israel then called Samaria, or Ephraim with Samaria as the capital. The remaining tribe of Benjamin - from which the great missionary Paul (Saul) descended - was located in JUDEA, or the Southern Kingdom (with Jerusalem as capital).
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As i pointed out previously, the Samaritans have survived for millennia near Mount Gerizim (adjoining Nablus, in the Occupied West Bank - which some Israelis call SAMARIA even today). They were persecuted by Arabs and Jews as neither fish nor fowl, especially during the 1940s, and during intifadas. West_bank Samaritans remained neutral, declaring their connection with Abraham through Jacob (Yakov) son of Isaac, grandson of Abraham. In the parables, Jesus spent much time showing the Samaritans as "good" and worth saving. Samaritans were not allowed to buy land in Israel after 1948; an exception was made in 1950s near Tel Aviv. Recently UKRAINIAN women are recruited as brides for the dwindling Samaritan population (GOOGLE this). Thanks to Israeli scholars who proved the Samaritan story in the 1950s.
shalom, shalom. Yes, we have differences, but we have much in common!
NOTES:
1. Khadijah, the Prophet's first wife, was a business man, and likely a Christian. Her father, Khuwaylid Ibn Asad was also leader in Quresh tribe.
2. Her relative, Warak -al-Naufal (sometimes El-NORFIL) was a Christian and a minister. Of course he used the Bible in Arabic (as ME Christians still do).
I have been wounded
Robbed off my clothes
Some thieves attacked me
Eaten by moths
I'm lying there
right on your path
Eaten by anger
Eaten by wrath
The rage and fury
Choler and spleen
I'm full with blood
I'm not clean
I'm half dead
I'm helpless
There's no one
Who could care less
I have no shoes
Nothing to dress
I can not walk
I must confess
You walk by me
Leave me aside
And then from death
You can not hide
You walk by me
Salve - Patch me up
Transport - kind treat me
It is a wrap
A wrap which is
So full with life
With love you'll be
Husband and wife
You'll never die
You'll never cry
You'll never have
To ask more why
As love is pure
Love isn't shy
It's not afraid
Love always serves you
As your maid
A gentlewomen
Mary virgin
It's love my baby
It always spins
Rights’ rollercoaster seats these three:
1 ~ What's yours is mine. If necessary
I'll take it by force and quickly flee.
Such a ruinous view lacks maturity.
2 ~ What's mine is yours, so you may see
when need unfolds or there’s calamity,
no holding back, you can count on me.
3 ~ What's mine is mine, my philosophy.
I keep my safe locked and hide the key.
Wealth yields a status hierarchy.
A biblical parable illustrates all three.
What’s mine is yours that you may see
some men sow, so OTHERS can reap.
When thieves took yours, they wounded thee.
What’s mine is yours that you may see -
the priest and Levite were not free.
Assets were theirs and theirs to keep.
What’s mine is yours that you may see
some men sow, so OTHERS can reap.
A man was going from Jerusalem to Jericho, until evil befell him as he was robbed and left in a graven state.
Both a priest, who obeys the Laws, and a Levite, the chosen people of God to be keepers of the Laws, is passing, saw the lost soul on the wayside on the same road and chose to walk on the opposite side and away from the unpleasant site.
A Samaritan, people who are oblivious to the Laws, saw the horrible site upon approach, and gave pity, rendering aid to his wounds and comfort for his soul with reassurance of certain recovery will be forthwith.
The Samaritan sat him on his animal to a nearby inn where he was cared for at no further cost and will receive him upon the completion of his journey to seeing to his full recovery to good health.
*As scriptured.
The parable was in response to the inheritance of eternal life, when Jesus asked how it would be purposeth, he responded as written in the Laws, to love with all of your heart, soul and strength, yet, further expounding was asked when referencing who would his neighbor be, ergo, the parable. Jesus said, of the three, who would you believe that the man, whom evil had befallen upon, considered to be his neighbor. The Law abider said that it was the one who had shown mercy. Then Jesus said for him to go and do likewise.
Date: 06/20/2019
No matter how devoted one is to their chosen faith, they forget, or have never understood that it is not of their choice they worship their God, no he, or she chose them. All Gods or Goddesses have chosen one mortal to portray their beliefs, and to gather disciples to preach their words of peace and goodwill. And perhaps each one has its evil twin, and for the way things are happening in this modern world, I think it is the evil ones, the devil God’s that hold the reins. They have chosen mortals of their ilk, either insane, sadists, belligerents, or just egotistical maniacs all of whom will have things their, or what they think is their own way, little do they know who’s sitting on their left shoulder issuing the orders. Fear not those that follow the path of the righteousness for good will prevail, and all evil will fall back to the hell from whence it came.
Oh, the cross, a symbol of Christianity? No, back when, it was a structure designed to nail a human body too, for dissenting against the Roman Gods and Goddesses, even back then evil was in control. It became a symbol of Christianity after the crucifixion of Jesus, who actually claimed it to be I don’t know?
Am I a man of the cloth? No, am I a Christian, allegedly? What I am is a Samaritan, a good Samaritan, and my faith? I am 100% behind nature, not as a religion, for I pray for it, not too it! In many ways nature is tangible, at least certain aspects of it are, and what I take from it, I give back to it, when convenient, or caught out, (pun intended). I empathise with the needy, beg from the greedy, help protect the planet,
Anon………..
April 8, 2017
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