Wordless, noiseless Questions. "Where is mommy? What are we about to do?"
Faithfully, they just wait for the answer. Every moment, written on their tiny mind as a shape or a color.
Love to them is abject devotion. They don't know the word "love", they just do it.
Who are we?
The man of the tombs was set free. The people marveled when they found him dressed and in his right mind. But do not mistake their marvel for a willingness to love. No, he spent the rest of his days in this world abandoned and despised.
When he was full of demons they tried to bind him but he broke the chains and was set free from their bonds again. But now they find him weak. Now their despising is a raging fire. Now he can receive their pent-up vengeance. Don’t bother to think they had mercy on the man.
As they realized that he had become like them, their widened eyes became squinted in anger. Amazement quickly turned to thoughts of murder.
He was not loved when he was unlovable. They could find no strength to love him when he became sane.
But where is he now?
Despite all the world’s favorable words and intentions, they do not know what love and mercy is.