Kyrie

Love, have mercy
For the times we have
bestowed upon you
false names and motives

Love, have mercy
For the comfort that
keeps our hearts
sedated with complacency,
our hands shackled in inaction

Love, have mercy
For soft hands that will
never feel the chapped,
cracked calluses of
undesirable labor

Love, have mercy
For unearned privilege
that grants inequitable
advantage to the few
and constant struggle
to the many

Love, have mercy
When we feign ignorance
toward the ones who suffer
in our midst.
When we mute agonized
cries and avert our eyes
from the ones who thirst
to be seen

Love, have mercy
When we fail to
recognize our own
power and bow instead
to corrupt governments
who evoke terror in your
name

Love, have mercy

Love, have mercy

Love, have mercy