And What Shall You Say?

Brother, come!
And let us go unto our God.
And when we stand before Him
I shall say--
"Lord, I do not hate,
I am hated.
I scourge no one,
I am scourged.
I covet no lands,
My lands are coveted.
I mock no peoples,
My people are mocked."
And, brother, what will you say?

by Joseph Seamon Cotter

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..............the poem finishes with an intriguing question..... and leaves the reader in suspense....wonder if his brother will agree of disagree.....an original write...