Friday Noir: Fistful Of Mercy


Mercy often arrives like a cold wave washing over you.


Takes your breath away.


A sting of saltiness leaves you realizing what you have.

What you’ve been given back.

It’s often unrequited.

Showing mercy is power, too.

Different ways to extract it as well.

The easy way.

And, of course, the hard way.

Sometimes…You hold it n the palm of your hand.

Sometimes…It’s in your fist.

Yea, the light of the wicked shall be put out,
And the spark of his fire shall not shine.

Never easy to say which way is best.

It just is.

© Mark V. Krajnak | JerseyStyle Photography | All Rights Reserved 2013


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