Suzanna Chevalier

(4-18-1966 / Elizabeth, New Jersey)

'CAN THERE BE A BETTER WAY? '


Here we are the smartest creatures on this Earth
and we treat someone who has done wrong like dirt.
Does that makes us any better than them?
Does that make us enemies or friends?
“He who has not sinned cast the first stone.”
Remember Jesus said this
I drive this part home.
Now can there be a better way?
To change the system that is not working till this day?
I think we are humans with more than enough brains
hopefully more love and kindness
than control, shame and blame.

Written by Suzanna Chevalier on Easter, March 31,2013

Submitted: Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 08, 2013

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