Mercy
Standing at the bank with a a gun
Thinking of his youngest one
She’s been crying for the bottle for days
He bows and begs to feed their bellies
Swallows his pride to feed his own
But their mouths still water
His palms worked to the bone
And the grief in his eyes
Says he’d give his life
To quiet the cries of hunger
You know what it’s like to try to find your way home
You know what it’s like to be all alone
Is there no mercy here?
Is there no mercy here?
Ms. Executive sits on her throne on high
There ain’t nothing in the world that she can’t buy
But oh how baby cries
Leaning over the edge of that ledge
Already fallen in her head
No one begging her to come down
And the grief in her eyes
Says she’d give her life
To quiet the cries of loneliness
Is there no mercy here?
Is there no mercy here?
My child is handed a gun and told to go on son
This land’s bounty must be won
You steal from the mouth of babes to keep their fathers
enslaved
‘Cause blood reaps more than rain and all they lose we gain
And the youth in his eyes
Says he’d give his life
Being all he can be
To fill this greed
Is there no mercy here?
Is there no mercy here?
