justice
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[STROPHE 1 – Strings scream, brass snarl]She lies splattered, a blob of paint on the bed,Her head in the clouds with the wandering dead.A child in her teens, her body a wreck,A dozen diseases claw deep in her neck. Antibiotics choke the fire in her veins,But the Lord only knows what still remains.Psychotic rivers pumped
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“Mercy’s Quiet Flame” explores the profound power of mercy as a force that transcends authority, softens judgment, and embodies higher virtues. Through vivid imagery, the poem likens mercy to a nourishing river, contrasting the transient nature of power with the lasting strength of compassion. It emphasizes mercy as a transformative light that fosters connection
Addy's Verse 