THE BLOOD OF YOUR BROTHER
The leaves are yellow, gold and green
In splendour, wholesome offering.
Then suddenly a splash of death
Spilled blood, the leaves transform to red.
A brother slain by brother’s hand
A curse consumes once sacred land.
First parent’s sin takes root and grows,
Bliss shattered, nature-man rain blows
And writhe in turmoil, anguish, pain -
Paradise lost yet again.
And yet again as ages pass,
Good-evil swirl, the battle lasts
Awaiting God’s redemptive plan
Through death to resurrecting man.
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Painting by Fr. Wendell D'Cruz SJ
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