Where others kept a facade

She lived for her work,

Fearless and forgiving

in another’s name.

Where others judged

she opened her arms.

When backs were turned

She counselled.

Every needle track

in a junkie’s arm

told a story.

Every cell door

that slammed

let her in.

Christlike, she entered

under the roofs

of the most wretched.

Christlike, she was shunned

by her peers.

She’s gone home now,

He life’s work completed

An angel among us.