Will You Not Look Back?

When they saw him on the road, many in scorn passed by on the other side; some mocking pushed him with their foot and went their way; others came near and poured out abuse, and having added pain to pain, departed.
What! is there not in this world one sorrowing heart, a tear or two, for a human being fallen? Him, fallen on the way and helpless, they trample underfoot and go by. Is there none to stretch out loving hands?
It is true that his feet slipped by his own fault; and so you will kick him on the head, and all will be deaf to the sound of his distress, each going his own way. Will you not look back?
Lamp in hand, he went, not alone; on the way the light went out, and so he fell; will you not in mercy take his hand and raise him up? Will you not pause for him one half moment, friends?
Let him kindle his lamp from your own lights; let him go forward holding your hands; if you pass, leaving him in the mud in darkness, he will always remain plunged in the blackness of night.
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Kamini Roy
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