Uncouth Clemency

Stop looking for droplets they say
There's an ocean and the waves are roaring
The droplets may have disrobed you
But the ocean washes away the filth
Oh, should I believe this, I asked
That the ocean is a herculean
That it resembles the God of Greece
That it will fight for me
That it won't also ravish me off my gravitas
As I would believe that no faith pardons a murderer
A murderer of faith most of all
And if the uncouth clemency shall have it its way
Then I shall arise too, to have faith and drive hopes

-PRK-