Mercy, Mercy, Mercy Poem by David Whalen

Mercy, Mercy, Mercy

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Mercy, Mercy… Mercy me

A light, white frosting
of snowflakes
Upon cardboard and
old soiled blankets
Streetlamps and neon signs
Light bright…yet empty… unfeeling
and bone chillingly cold

Plastic bottles and wadded bags
Holey sneakers wrapped
In filthy rags
Tortured dreams and
Muffled screams
And piercing, numbing cold

…Mercy, mercy, mercy me…
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Thursday, March 10, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: hopelessness
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 10 March 2016

Bright light is mercy of wisdom that we all need to feel. Interesting sharing done definitely.10

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David Whalen

David Whalen

Covington Kentucky
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