HAVE MERCY!” Nothing: not a word and all I need is one.
They crowd him with muttering, staring but I will not be silenced,
Have mercy!” Silence: followed by some crap about mercy not being for me
and my soul roars.
I cry louder and deeper and longer,
“Have. Mercy.” “Not for me!?!
I’ll show you not for me,
Mercy, I need just one word, one breath, one crumb from their laden table of obeisant religious pride.
They sit with rotting