Here on Mercy Street We let people steal our cars Addicts play with our children We tear down societal bars Here on Mercy Street We eat food from unclean hands Cockroach offerings in the kitchen Rust encrusted pots and pans Here on Mercy Street Our house is unlovingly tagged We paint it over with a heart See? It’s not so bad Here on Mercy Street We befriend the homeless children They have fun smashing bottles In the community garden Here on Mercy Street Old men share our Thanksgiving Dinner One gifts his mother’s old drinking glasses He’s dead now, but they serve as a reminder Here on Mercy Street Jesus steals money from our business He came in the form of a deadbeat My first of many lessons in forgiveness Here on Mercy Street The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away Come join us on Mercy Street It is the only way
True words aren't eloquent; eloquent words aren't true. Wise men don't need to prove their point; men who need to prove their point aren't wise. - The Tao Te Ching