Mercy

Mercy short poem

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For we are from your mercy
without a scar,
Form afar your mighty star.
With fear in heart
we do not wish to part ,
to set us a part.
For we are from Your mercy
without a scar.
The fallen one has
become like a thorn in the flesh,
to steer thy path to perish.
Through Mercy
we are saved.
Through Mercy we exist.

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BioBeula Kapp born as a artistic soul developed the love of poetry, art and music In her early teens.Her poetry is filled with passion, life, struggles, questions that relates to the everyday person. She enjoys not only writing poetry, short stories, flash fiction but reading it as well, thus she enjoys being part of online writing communities where she is able to contribute, read and communicate with other artists.
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