Mercy

Somewhere in this house of steel,
there's a plot to steal my will.
My drive, my fight to stay alive.
To quench that fire that burns inside.

Please

To my dismay, in all the confusion,
I saw something that was not an illusion.
Some smoke, a spark,then a flame.
From my innermost, this blaze, from down deep it came.

Have

By a cherub's wing, was this amber fanned,
In my presence, amidst my weeping this creature did stand.
As the Most High left heavens pearly gates,
to catch every tear in His nail scared hands.

Mercy