Maria Maria you had no fear of losing mortal life
You had compassion for your assailaint during each stab of his knife
You had worries for his soul even as you lay there dying
You knew yours was off to heavan while the angels stayed there crying
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I HAVE TO SAY sam this really says alot and your right its similar to my poem about my dad. they may have done wrong but in the end you forgive then no matter if they hurt you or anything like that forgive them. i like this poem alot its like you can picture yourself in this poem its wow. magnificent
To be in your mind would be wonderful Just the way you put these pieces togther. If we all could be like Maria. Stop all the hatred, and learn to Love more. You might be big when harming someone but it takes a true heart to let someone hurt, beat, and manipulate them. But turns over and still forgives them. Great poem.
This is a beautiful poem. I loved it. Though I would point out that St. Maria Goretti was stabbed fourteen times, not seventeen.