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
Copyright © Sonya Stewart | Year Posted 2017
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