Day – 78 – Mercy!

~ Jay

​Lend no hands they warned me

Kindness kills you quickly

Than those bloody bastards on

The kill field ever do

Lend no hands they warned me

But only for the war


Mercy is for the weak?


Many rotting corpses 

Lay to my side, behind

Covered in white, rolled tight

Amidst the dreary mounds

Coughs echoes, blood flies, hands pleads

Faces half rotten screams

Heavy heart pulled my horse

Halting it’s bopping walk.


Mercy is for the weak?


Hands on food a water

Mind said “kindness kills you”

War was nasty, bloody!

My leg  vanished, last blast.

I watched my breath flew like

Few hours ago I did.


Mercy is for the weak!


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Written in response to Trimeter from dVerse in bop form. I’m a bit hazy on both meters and the bop form, so feel free to tell me if you spot any mistakes.

Part of my #The100DaysOfPoetryLearning project.

Original Picture from Unsplash.

Published by Jay

A kindred soul from a random edge of the world, chasing words after words.

8 thoughts on “Day – 78 – Mercy!”

  3. Based on the movies I’ve seen about war, your descriptions are spot-on. ‘Faces half rotten screams’ I get a vivid picture. This is very intense and the trimeter underscores the intensity. Really well written write 🙂

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    1. Thank you, miss Young. (pardon my tone, I have always wanted to call someone like that, no offense) my imagination mostly stemmed from the movies, so I’m glad you felt like that. Thank you once again for your kind words.

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    1. I can’t imagine how hard it would be, it’s easy to make choices in a narrative, because you can take it wherever you wanna go, but it could be hard as hell in real life and I sincerely hope I don’t have to face situations like that.

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