A poem/ Mercy
Posted: Tue Mar 29, 2016 9:42 am
I wrote this poem after realising that it is exhausting when I am fighting against Gods way. Time to give up the fight.
Mercy
I stood there,
with my sword in my hand,
covered in blood,
panting.
I don't know how long we had been fighting.
Enough for us to be both exhausted.
My enemy lay there before me, disarmed, also covered in blood.
I was fighting for love and my survival.
It was revenge.
This bastard had taken everything from me.
I cocked my head and looked at his lifeless body
- and I cried at what I had done.
I hadn't have needed to kill him
I had needed to Love him
(click the link below for a powerful video relating to this poem)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qn0_qCi4DCA
Mercy
I stood there,
with my sword in my hand,
covered in blood,
panting.
I don't know how long we had been fighting.
Enough for us to be both exhausted.
My enemy lay there before me, disarmed, also covered in blood.
I was fighting for love and my survival.
It was revenge.
This bastard had taken everything from me.
I cocked my head and looked at his lifeless body
- and I cried at what I had done.
I hadn't have needed to kill him
I had needed to Love him
(click the link below for a powerful video relating to this poem)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qn0_qCi4DCA