Where the Mercy

Blue sky tender look, Brighten by a new day. Green laughter meadow measureless. Blanket by wild blossoms conquering, Overtaken eye's magnificence satisfaction. Little people swaying, Northeastern playing their favorite tune, Daisy wonders- Dressed in golden white, Beneath the sunshine, Weeping seat, Song of heart sorrow abundantly. "He lust me, he loves me not." "He toys with my soul, he loves me not." "He see me for one thing, he loves me not." "He, well? It does not matter." "Girlfriends tell me to dump and find better." "Men? They do not understand." "Family, old times & over the hill." "I know this is mine tenth." "But You God, understand." "You LOVE everyone the same!" "Good girls like me, called to love the bad." "Someone has to give them a chance." "Thank You Jesus." Pile of stems, Laying in single tears, Soundless speech of screaming fear, "Beauty in the wind, how we found our end, hands of used & mistreated, only passing the pain to us."