Mercy Speaks

I have no desire for your mercy

For it turns to dust on my tongue

Making me ravenously thirsty

My throat is parched

The well is dry

I will no longer

Cry my cry

For you have turned a blind eye

What a shock, I must not cry

And end this worthless game of mine

I want to live in freedom

I want to love with a willing heart

But from the start your intention was to thwart

This I will never understand

As my life falls through the glass like sand

And you will not bother to extend your hand

And leave my soul in the frying pan

You leave me out to dry

And I will cease to wonder why

Why your cruelty has destroyed my mind

All alone with nothing left

And understanding gone

Yet you had promised joy and wealth

We shall see if the promise keeps

And if I will store increasing heaps

The wisdom that I seek

This, your word, lives forever

And makes my heart become so tender

I am astonished in such bad weather

You have made my soul, as a feather

Yet keep it steady and tightly tethered

I give you thanks despite my qualms

And pray to you with earnest alms

I long to be held in your arms

My Father wont you cleanse my wrongs

And keep me from the murderous throngs