The Merciful Poet

CHARITY 

2012 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s09LuDYX12g

I cannot tell you when or why.
I shall not speak of that which died.
I gave what I had to give - my heart.

With that I shall rest
and defend the 'depressed'.
I cannot leave them alone
in their night flight.

I feel their hearts - their souls lament.They know that she was sent - all the way to Kent.

I hear the sounds - seen their souls.
When they came into my bedroom - with their knives and swords.

What children are this
that long for the experience of bliss.
When they came - they were given his name - Jesus.
So may there be an incredible shift.

Oh mercy - mercy be - in leniency for all of thee.

Your skin may be white - yet what do you write.