Mercy Killing




Tear them out from your dictionary.
Scratch them out from your memory.
Pluck them out as they creep under 
the surface of your skin.
Pay homage to the words,
as they bow down on their frail knees
and demand euthanasia,
plead for what is considered to be a sin.
Behead sorry for redefining itself every day
Strike out thank you for never being thankful.
Misused by the immoral they lie on the verge of 
forgetting what they once stood for, as they spill
over from the pool of words.
Used as a shelter, a revenge, meant to allure.
Once they lied unused, today tattered and misused.
Present them with the long lost respect, end them.


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