Never
By Peggy Harris, May 5, 1994

"I never knew you"
echoes in my head.

You are my neighbor,
You are my boss,
You might have been my friend.

Opportunity brought us in touch
With each other.
But I shut my eyes.

Afraid of pain?
I don't want to disturb my life?
Disillusioned with past experience?

Perhaps this is the reason.
Maybe I don't want to see another's pain.
It's disgusting that they can't or will not
Take care of themselves.
Besides,
I have more important things to do;
Keeping God's commandments;
Getting ready for Him to come;
Making sure I have no wrinkles or spots
In my life.

So they remain
And I remain
Keeping to ourselves.

THEN COMES THE DAY.
The King of Heaven returns.
I am ready.
I look for His acceptance of me.

Instead, I hear these words,
spoken so sorrowfully,
"Away from me,
I was a stranger.
You never welcomed me.
I was naked.
You never clothed me.
I was hungry.
You never fed me.
I was in prison.
You never visited me.

You never knew me.
Now I do not know you"

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