Cry Not

A sweet embrace

An angel’s touch

A man spoke words

And all that dwelt in the world trembled


God no more speaks through man

Than man speaks through god


The warm kiss of the mother

Presses on the cold flesh of her child


The world gives no more compromise

Than the bullet that has left a gun


Man struggles in a cold world

Graves they dug themselves


All that is deemed unholy

Will be purified to ash


Fear not but the works of god

For man is but a fleeting blemish


A child cries for it’s mother

As it’s life fades

But the warmth of the mother

Faded long ago


Fate cares not for the child’s tears

Fate cares not for the mother’s sacred duty

Fate is but a slave

Watching the madness it’s charges have unleashed


This world is no more evil

Than the knife in a soldier’s back

Man is no more evil

Than the perceptions of others


Cry not for the cold forsaken infant

Cry not for the grieving mother

Cry not for the man that carried his flag and his god to the land of those who wish him death

Cry not for the countless unfeeling atrocities conducted daily


Save your tears for you

For your loved ones

This world is filled with monsters

Flesh and blood like you

Yet you ignore them


Save your tears

Because no one will cry those tears for you

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