new mercies i see

each morning i get up

i am granted a new mercy, or two

from the moment my eyes open

to the time they close again

my aching body moves towards restoration

and my bones are lubricated with

sweet sweet oil

but in one moment

the capitol of my broken city is shaking

and that new mercy feels like

a bomb threat will quickly become real

and my heart will explode from being

in the target range of many

and i will fall on my knees

begging for forgiveness

finally realizing

that i was in the way.

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