Luke 6:28

"Bless those who curse you."
Why is this such a blindspot
For one with nothing

Save several choice words
You magnificently cursed
You with empty pots

Paths lined with flowers
Have green shoots ever failed form
When goodwill is inked

Beauty blooms and more
May you see these things firsthand
May blessings outpour

Overflowing cup
May enemies feel the weight
Of The Bard's burden

So light by the light
Like a brother's shouldered load
On paths straight and cool

Lit by stars and moon
Your imagination blooms
And inspires growth

This is your blessing
Without duplicitous stroke
May your words(hopes) come(be) true.

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