A violent mute long expelled to the hills
Seeing once a multitude around a teacher
Witnessed miracles performed
The mute saw the legs of a man he had crippled
Grow from twisted to straight
The eyes of a blind man he had gouged
Refill and roll and blink
The mind of a woman he'd raped
Restore and become calm
The violent mute walked from the hills
To the place where the teacher prayed
On his knees he looked upwards
His split tongue waggling
His tears filling his mouth
The Lord replied by drowning the mute
And the multitude
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A refined poetic imagination, Alek. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.