i wont waste my time crying
over things i wanted to happen,
that didnt....
over battles i fought and lost,
over lovers that walked away.
over loved ones that died
too soon, always too soon.
over kingdoms i built that fell.
over mistakes i made
that i cant change....
over dreams that werent real....
but, dammit, every time
i see the face of a hungry child,
dont matter what color, or where,
dont even matter whose child....
i cant help but crying!
This is a very wise and meaningful poem. Our reactions to such images, are among the best indicators of our characters. 'Feeble Dug By Starving Bony Hands' is one of the images this poem evokes in me.
So cry Eric if that can make you feel batter, it's okay to cry sometimes coz it's part of human ability...Tears carry the emotion inside the crystal dews, if it too heavy with that feelings, let it down soon tears will dry..Be strong again coz it's time to look in front let the ghost of past just a reminder to be better in future...it's hard? but that's the best choice we have it now..smile dear friend_Unwritten Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Can't help but crying with you now...