By: Ardis E. Parshall - June 05, 2012 Gahazi’s Lament By Bess Samuel Ayres I tried to heal the Shunammite;I held my staff in vain;My lies, my greed for worldly goodsBrought old Elisha pain.I coveted the kingly robes,The gold of Naaman’s hands;I wove the lie of prophet’s sons,And ran across the sands.And now I wear this tarnished robeAmid these hills and stonesAnd live among the leper tribe,With bleached and dying bones.I might...
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