Tears slide down a drawn face in vain
Strained with evils that time cannot restrain
Tears thump on dark soil that remains aloof
Salt-Wate raining from a flat-shingled roof
Tears of more than water, slowly slither down
While a throbbing face begins to pound
Tears carrying sorrow
As a laugh carries joy
Tears bearing strength
Nothing can destroy
Tears infused with dust slowly fading
Undignifies mud eternally cacading
Leaving not where a soul once dwelt
Making the body no more than a pelt
Writhing in pain as all is lost
Knowing none can understand what is lost
Tears carrying sorrow
As a laugh carries joy
Tears bearing strength
Nothing can destroy
The face of death is erie when upon him mortals look,
A gaping mouth proclaiming freedom to those he took
A puffy lip slowly bitten, allowing blood to trickle down
Can the pain really end without so much as a sound?
Death is downtrodden, his offer reluctantly negated
By precious humanity; What he says is so vastly overrated
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