Blessings

Blessed are those who hunger for justice.
Blessings to the powerless
and their allies driven to cure injustice.

Blessings also to those who refuse
to hate their abusers.
This is the hardest task of all.

Never forget—each person’s face,
even that of your adversary,
bears the imprint of the Lord.

Resist injustice with every bone in your body,
with all your might,
with your every breath,

with your very soul,
as if it was a matter of life and death,
which it is.

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