It was a tragedy,
they whispered.
Gossiped over blasphemy,
though they were uninjured.
They left no choice,
with their lack of thought.
Superstition given voice,
by what ignorance had wrought.
Such a simple thing,
looking the other way.
Listening to bells ring,
watching children play.
But a line was crossed,
because they were too proud.
A relationship lost,
because of condemnation too loud.
The one spring,
after so many tears.
They saw him swing,
and abate their fears.
Be careful how you judge,
when we're all not quite right.
You might just give a nudge,
To bring someone to endless night.
