The Tears I Cry Poem by Wilfred Mellers

The Tears I Cry

The Tears I Cry
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Wednesday, October 14,2015

Many a mistake leads me right here I fear
In this space, I plead my case
No time to waste so I won't hesitate
Alone I roamed far from home
The strain that came doesn't mask the pain
As I ponder I wonder before I'm pulled asunder

Everything was so clear and not so severe
Cloudy now and how the catalyst to manifest
As I cling the memories bring once joy in spring
Please pardon the garden of despondent Temperaments

Hearts of steal wield the weighted blade you made
So afraid yet the hairs you braid to look like mine
As a sign, the bells chime and chills run down your spine
Rocks were thrown that broke the bone of the women they stoned
Disrespected and dejected for them it hadn't affected
No longer to the source connected their senses they rejected
Now jaded you traded your soul for gold
Whispers in the night you fight for your conscience speak
No longer chic for you have lost your mystique
As anticipated, it's complicated

Prudent colleague caused an earthquake
Shattered and tattered can't even get a break
Wicked the habits supported while all the Jewelry sported are fake
True lies no one cries at their wake
Careful the friends you tend make for heaven's sake
For the dove sometimes can be the ruthless snake
The pressure overwhelming and so hard to take
Left to your own means while the affluent eat steak and beans

You haven't cried the tears I've cried
You haven't been told to take it in stride
You haven't been left to die by the roadside
You can venture wherever you decide

So much to learn
The truth you spurn
Suffer not the children for it's not your concern
The world's on fire yet you let it burn
So you say you are conservative
I just want to love and to live

So much gained up in smoke
So you laugh and I the brunt of the joke
Egos sometimes you need to stroke
Empty pockets for I am broke
Too soon, O no I miss spoke
So tired of the dagger and the cloak
Criticize the system and your passport they'll revoke
It's only your humanity I'm trying to provoke

This you must not forget
You are not free if you're living in debt
Speak the truth and you become a threat
Fear makes a blond turn to a brunette

Penniless with nothing to barter
Swollen eyes that drained salted water
Wolves lead the sheep to the slaughter
Barefaced scoundrel's supposed to be smarter
So much rain falling from the sky
Void and unemployed bitten by the sand fly
Invisible always to the naked eye
Will the tears I cry will you dry?

Wednesday, October 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: dignity,love
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Wilfred Mellers

Wilfred Mellers

Kinston, Jamaica, West Indies
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