Mercy Poem by Daniel Miltz

Mercy



Give love, give money
Give pardon, be friendly
And give, whatever, best portion
You have, without expectation
Of any return motion
It is the thirst and hunger
Your being after
In the state of matter
Of having a merciful encounter

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Mercy
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Daniel Miltz

Daniel Miltz

Detroit, Michigan
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