Vengeance is Not Ours, Its God!

Vengeance is not Ours , It’s Gods Alms…. Alms….Alms….Spare me a piece of bread, Spare me your mercy .I’’ m a child, so young, so thin and so ragged .With my eyes ,yes ! I cannot see but I have a feeling. Did you know me three years ago ? Three years of bitterness have passed , It was a lovely night , We were happily eating , suddenly five loud knocks from door that we heard .Troop of soldiers entered our house .The soldiers arrested my father ,They burned our home . We were walking for a mile per mile ,suddenly We saw my father hanging on a tree It was dead ! Oh ,It’s terrible. A loud voice and shout we were heard , there are exploding bombs all around. My mother hit , her legs shattered into bits.,” Vengeance !“ I shouted .Now ,strength surged within me .Mother and Father was dead ! I was blind , I must live to avenge! Vengeance is not mine ,not the lord’s ! . Alms…. Alms…. Alms….Spare me a piece of bread , Spare me your mercy . I ’m a child so young , so thin and so ragged . To forgive is divine but ,Vengeance is sweeter ! Vengeance is not mine …. It’s God’s ….