Mercy!
gunfire, cash register,
needles falling to the floor;
smash and grab, run like hell,
push your way to the door.
small time clerks, underpaid,
fight to stay alive....
say a prayer, nobody cares,
replace them if they die!
and the hands on the clock
crawl like justice spurned...
tick tock, tick tock....
mercy gives what mercy earns!
poem by Eric Cockrell

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