Thursday, 18 December 2014

Mercy                                                                                      September 2005

My zeal for pain
Has turned my head
Has reaped the crops
Of years of trials
I stand
Once more
I hunger
For what might come
After the seize
Of dreadful dreams
Of rain
Of thunder
The sun might rise
But then
I wonder
What if it tears
My heart asunder
What if the hubris
of dreams abandoned
tails me for life
my peace of mind
never regained
no chance of mercy
being granted?

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