Benevolence

At the end of time
You'll come back to me,
as you did not do before,
with tears in your eyes...
pleading,
I love you, I love you,
I love you!
I was a fool;
I refused to see the truth

then

At the end of time

I'll smile on you, with compassion,
because I care,
and because my superior spiritual nature is
large


James DeFord
1992

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