A Summer of Mercy
Turquoise drops glimmer in the sun
As we splash and make waves every day until one
Sun block and ice cream at Huntington Park
Tell the world that summer has begun
Sneakers hit pavement, the ball hits the rim
Friends erupt in celebration as it sinks in
Pats on the back, smiles and cheers
Friendship like this is what makes one truly win
Beacons of light illuminate our town
Like fireflies at midnight that abound
There is mercy all around if you take the time to look
Open your eyes and see this city’s crowns
These are the glories they would never show
Of our community, with a high for every low
Compassion prevails amidst the chaos
A summer of mercy leaves us all aglow
For this project, I interviewed a staff member of Mercy Neighborhood Ministries who
directs the adult day program. She has lived in Nicetown for all 46 years of her life. In the
interview, she highlighted both strengths and challenges of the community. She stated she has
many vivid positive memories from her experiences, such as swimming in the community pool
at Huntington Park every day at noon in the summer. Additionally, she mentioned how Mercy
Neighborhood Ministries serves as a safe haven for children in the community that allows them
to run freely and explore interests in a spacious yet safe area. However, she also mentioned that
Mercy is not a very well-known resource in the community. Thus, it is currently more like a
hidden gem in the community.
She mentioned that there are various other positive resources in the community such as
rental assistance programs, boys & girls clubs, and Temple stress testing. However, gun violence
also plagues the community, and she stated this problem has worsened over the years. She is
especially concerned because there are many children in the community. For my project, I
decided to write a poem capturing a summer in this community. I wanted to highlight the many
beautiful and positive aspects of the community that news channels would never show in favor
of perpetuating such communities solely as hubs of despair.