Sally Teaches Mercy Best She Knows
Mercy was a lonely road
between two silent fields
dead-ending in a town of growing glares.
She grew like a smile
salting a thousand sneers
She grew like a silence
calling a woman to song.
Sally lost and found another man.
Plenty forgot their names,
if plenty had known
their names, that crumbling cabin
they kept at the edge of need.
More than once, Sally found Mercy
on her knees beside the bed,
begging the good Lord for one good man.
Mercy, said Sally, you get the love you deserve.
Sally Teaches Mercy Best She Knows by Rachel Custer | Poetry Reed Diffuser
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