Leprosy Of The Soul Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore

Leprosy Of The Soul

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The one who bears
the sore of leprosy
shall keep his garments
rent and his head bare,
and shall muffle his beard;
he shall cry out,
‘Unclean, unclean! '.

As long as the sore
is on him he shall
declare himself unclean,
since he is in fact unclean.
He shall dwell apart,
making his abode
outside the camp.

But think of the leprosy of the soul.
When sin lives in the soul
and the thinking is affected
the soul has leprosy.

Monday, February 15, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: leprosy,love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Captain Cur 15 February 2021

Perhaps that is why so many of us live apart. Our souls feel unclean. Well expressed.

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