𝑻𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑴𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝑯𝒖𝒆𝒔

Tears of Many Hues

Jealousy turning to hate,
They dumped their brother,
Of the same flesh and blood,
In a well; their own brother.
Judged and condemned;
No fair warning, no notice.

Stripped of his favorite coat,
Sold into slavery, to foes.
Years later when unbeknownst
They came to beg for help
He wept tears of a different kind.

The joy of forgiveness.

© Abie Alexander

Stepanavan, Armenia
August 05, 2025