A need for pity, pleading for
a break from decaying long shore
drifting sanity away from me.
Wowzers speak much Lord, have mercy.
See them crawling, seeking attention.
Vicious dogs barking for contention
into lives, it is clear to see
bridle their jaws, Lord have mercy.
Fly away ratchedness, fly quick
to a land of people who pick
that life. Let me, let me be,
stay far away, Lord have mercy.
*Poetry Form: Kyrielle [related to “Kyrie” a litany in Christian masses]
*minimum stanza of 3; rhyming quatrains; repeating refrain at the end of each stanza.
*eight syllables per line [aabB, ccbB, ddbB or abaB, cbcB, dbdB ]