I'd like to think
they would have been good friends,
breaking bread and walking together
among the banyans
or sharing a bowl of rice
and knowing smiles in Palestine.
Perhaps between the two
their goodness might have healed more.
I think they are -
great friends, that is,
and completely understanding.
I wish their followers were.
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