The Good Samaritan

A simple poem

THE GOOD SAMARITAN
The rain wet me
The wind froze me
A stone tripped me
My fall hurt me
Then someone robbed me
And left me
To die slowly
Painfully
Then someone took pity on me
And helped me
He lifted me
And bandaged me
He talked to me
Encouraged me
Stayed with me
Who could this be?
This friend who came to me
So speedily
To comfort me
And generously
Pay for me to be
Looked after at the inn kindly
This act of love will stay with me
And I will do the same for someone else surely.