Different ends of a story
(1)
On one evening of the century
Son of man came to earth to see age’s flowery!
On way he saw a crowed,
Coming towards him on proud!
At middle a tided maiden was pulled
And her face was bloody and bowed.
The crowed halted before him and said:
This one was hooked from depth of adultery
Our law command to kill her by throwing stones
You just say how should she be punished?
Son of man said: I repeat, throw first
He who have no sin! Everyone thought:
I will do. Others may thing: I am a saint!
By a moment rain of stones crushed down her!

The Man propped up her and wept: O! My daughter