Silent Tears - Poem by G.R. Gaus
I have a good life; it's simple and free,
Nothing much ever; bothers me,
If I can forget about the poor,
That child who needs more,
Keep it invisible, impossible to see.
I don't need to know about genocide,
Starving people, millions who've died,
I'm safe and warm, fed and dry,
Somehow, I'll always get by,
All the others, can be set aside.
South Africa and the Middle East,
Prisoners who won't be released,
Suicide missions, a crowded place,
Intentions solely upon their race,
Doesn't affect me, in the least.
A motherless child lay in the street,
Gunfire signifies unending defeat,
Rebels cry freedom from birth,
Blood stains deep the earth,
My silence still remains discreet.
A troubled world in which we live,
Rather to fight, than ever forgive,
No one person can stop the wars,
Rather make a wish, upon the stars,
Trace the beginning, time to relive.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Even as I try to avoid dwelling on these stories, I can't help but shed some silent tears…..
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