No Mercy for Drug Users

Mercy Me!

Tommy Hayfield
I see the lady crying, again on tv--
for the millionth time I see...

What is she crying about?

What is the message of mercy we dimly, faintly hear--
what does it mean?

Does every fallen, fallen-into-drugs person
deserve to be

Crying over undelivered mercy--
my feet are made of clay!

Can't you see I'm weak...
jail won't deliver me

to where I need to be

These feet, my feet of clay--

Mercy Me!

Published by Tommy Hayfield

Entertainment is my focus now with me churning out a lot of funny material in the form of poems and poems with prosaic content fully integrated...I have recently begun to explore the viability of YouTube as...  View profile

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