Wish I didn’t feel this way

Becoming aware, this week

of lies generations old

that I believed and tried to uphold

Honor claimed by others

that wounded those I’ve loved

It’s too hard to know

who’s on the side of love

I feel lost

Why is Mercy

hidden in a shroud?

Where’s the warmth and affection

I always counted on?

I can’t bury the hurt I feel

til I know the lesson

it taught

I don’t know where to go from here

now that those I cherished are gone

Why is Mercy

hidden in a shroud?