SON OF GERA

When a son of Gera
Flings verbal dirt and stones
Into my sorrow
And I am tempted
To cut him off for good

I am reminded

That God may have bid him
Do it
As He did the original
To King David

Perhaps I have offended
Neglected him
And have need of repentance

I am reminded too

That He has bid another
To make my spirits soar
With laughter

And the Hand that hurts
Is the Hand that heals

©Huruma Eamonn Monson