Sonya Stewart Poet Free verse

Mercy

Them sey the land nuh level and a true
Yuh calling on the judge to grant you mercy 
 Yuh kill mi son and now yuh ask fi mercy... mercy ...mercy ...what mercy !
Yuh did grant my son mercy? ...did he have a chance ...mercy...is mercy only for the rich in this country?

My son life nuh matter, but your life matter...you ask for mercy...what mercy?
'Mi Lord Grant me mercy "
I can't comprehend of what you speak 
My son beneath the earth only bones remain and you ask for mercy 
You robbed me of my life, my pride and joy ,my child and then ask for mercy
What mercy 
"Mi Lord Grant me mercy"
My 16 year old son lived no life but you ask for mercy ...what mercy , I don't understand 
Mi belly pain...mi heart break ...mi son ...this man  ask fi mercy...mercy 
You people that live on the hills think your money can buy you anything ...that judge may give you mercy but I leave you to my God 
Your time will come and mercy will be words you dear not speak 

Mercy ...my son is dead by your hands and you ask for mercy!...who gave my son mercy?
Mercy, I have none to give

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