Poem January 4, 1969 Issue

NEITHER BEAR FALSE WITNESS

Ruth Rosborough Larocca

There I stood,
Having borne false witness against myself,
Against my neighbor,
For I had called one white, had called one black,
As though man, God-created, were of two kinds.

Ethos of nations, races;
Man fractionated—
Separated from the healing unity
Of man God-created, one with Mind—
Separated from his neighbor,

But only in belief.
God knows not
That false witness borne against my neighbor,
Against me,
Knows neither black nor white,

And I rejoice!
The Christ, Truth, breaker of barriers,
Shows us brothers,
Sharers of the blessing, partaking abundance together.
Honoring our Father-Mother Love, who created man.

Ruth Rosborough Larocca

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