drag me

This one is different.  I assigned my poetry class to the task of attempting to write a style of poem called a villanelle.  It is tough to do, and this is my attempt number 1.

drag me

Drag me into your love before i fall

Upon my knees to draw blood from the scrapes,

Upon the unclean hands Mercy enthralls.

Instead of giving in i tried to stall,

And the voice of defiance: it escapes.

Drag me into your love before i fall.

Do not refrain from sending down the call,

Amid the scoffing laughter and the japes,

Upon the unclean hands Mercy enthralls.

There is no sin surpassing others all,

it is us guilty of murders and rapes.

Drag me into your love where i may fall.

To stand up straight i do not have the gall.

The only hope is you to send some Grace

Upon the unclean hands Mercy enthralls.

I cannot move unless it is to crawl.

Shame like a robe across my shoulder drapes.

Drag me into your love where i may fall

Upon the unclean hands Mercy enthralls.