The Kyrielle

My tale was made to be splendid, So, from heaven I descended, Born as chocolate as can be. "O God, be merciful to me." Land of the free; home of the brave Made this descendant of the slave, Who also wanted to be free. "O God, be merciful to me." I was brought here to be hated, So, it can not be debated That I paid the ultimate fee. "O God, be merciful to me." I have been, with tears in my eye, Exposed, hosed, and HUNG out to dry With a rope tied to a big tree. "O God, be merciful to me." Though I have been hated by some, Disconnected from where I come, It is still obvious to see "God has been merciful to me."