Daleen Enslinstrydom (25-02-1967 / Springs, South Africa)
Caught in the act she fears them,
hears their voices
as they drag her like an animal to the slaughterhouse
while her prosecutors pulls her by the hair
to the pebbled courtyard
where she stumbles and she is naked
and she knows that she is guilty
while her heart pounds anxiously in her chest,
uneasily she grasps for air.
Many times she thought
that she came close to be prosecuted
but now she knows betrayal
and death is all that she thinks about;
she tries to hide her nakedness
but in vain
and she is guilty as charged.
Blood pulse through her veins
and she can hear her own heartbeat
in her inner-ear;
silence causes her to look up
and even through the tears
that runs down her cheeks
she does notice no accusers.
Words written in the sand catch her eye
and she struggles to make sense,
her long hair is now loose
and she tries to cover herself with it.
When the cloak covers her,
in bewilderment she looks up
and the hand that reach out to pull her up,
the voice that talks to her is full of kindness:
"Daughter, where are your accusers? "
His eyes is full of love, compassion and understanding
but those eyes look through sin and sinners.
In forgiveness he says to her:
"Go forth and sin no more."
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