🌿 Green Mercy, Unchained Verses

[(June 9, 2025 • Word of the Day: mercy)] I reckon there’s medicine in the mountain mist... and a fire in the flower that the law once missed Euphoric eloquence rolls off my tongue... when I speak of the healing from this earth-spun lung It ain’t just smoke—it’s balm for the pain... a hush to the tremors that rattle the brain For the wounded in silence for the sleepless and sore... this green mercy knocks don’t bolt the door They jailed the leaf but not the need... now science unchains what truth decreed From the cracked old hands to the war-torn soul... this plant holds peace that the system stole Mercy ain't weakness it’s justice with grace... it’s the strength to forgive what the past won’t erase And the mercy of cannabis wild and free... is the gospel of green to the outlaws like me I seen brothers come back from the edge of their mind... saved not by preachers but a strain redefined Their demons went quiet their hands found still... not from a pill but a mercy-grown hill So reckon this maybe God knew our ache... and buried the cure for our wounds to wake Not in a bottle or clinical line... but wrapped in a leaf kissed by warm sunshine