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."
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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October 18, 2010 at 6:33 PM
wow! Doc, you do not post much here at all,, hope u r doing well.. Love the whole poem,..p.d.
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October 16, 2010 at 3:15 PM
Exceptional poetry to be reading this Saturday afternoon Doc. Hope you are enjoying your weekend. Love, Carol
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October 16, 2010 at 9:53 AM
Praise God!! enjoyed!
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