His Tears Won'T Die Poem by OTONYE DANIEL

Burning tears from his eyes still riot down

Down the vast of his cheeks

For in his life sorrow sat on a throne

And wore a crown


Sadness the glue was..that joined his every flesh, to bone

His pathetic life partied in clubs of fustration

His soul danced to sad rhythms with every second that ticked

He was an orphan and a lovelorn

His sorrow was fat and his woe thick
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No wonder 'twas his very hands who tied this rope

On dis tree from which his lifeless body swings

A mortal that never had hope

That maybe one day his seely bells would ring

Now.. Watch.. Even in death his eyes still cry

He commited suicide but his tears won't die