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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #1865722
A sad indictment of man's dark nature.
Mercy, Mercy Lord above,
I am begging of you please,
I pray oh Lord that in your love,
you will, my pain and suffering ease.

Again oh Lord, Almighty one,
please listen to my pleading,
before all hope within me is gone,
please stop my people's bleeding.

Oh mighty one, for many days,
I have prayed to you to help me,
please use your divine and miraculous ways,
to save us, and bring back my daddy!

Oh mighty Lord of all mankind,
again I beg you to intervene.
Please my God, please don't be blind,
please see what all the world has seen.

The soldiers, they come every day,
they shell and shoot, and spare no one.
We try to hide, we all still pray,
but my faith in prayer has now gone.

So if you are there, can I ask,
a question, oh mighty invisible Lord?
Why do you never take to task,
those who live and rule by the sword?
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