Still Sowing In Tears Poem by LIGHTCHEERFUL BRIGGS

Still Sowing In Tears



Cry on! Cry on! Akai, chei and sighing has been my hard lot all day long.
When will men stop to revile me just because I am poor, weary and needy?
Even those I shed my blood for their success hurt me daily.
Where, when have I ill treated men?
Heaven be thou the judge in all things I do.
What a world I'm born into? Every passing click of the clock is pain,
Bitterness, oppression, repression and denigration of people.
Was it not written whatever a man soweth so same shall he reap?
But I ask when and where have I sowed these seeds of sorrow
That I should reap the fruits of sorrow?
My conscience had always been my guard as I daily judge myself of all my injustice.
But I can't find the reason for these tortures I daily face;
Oh Heaven thou art my witness.
I am not a criminal yet do I bear the marks of a criminal
A mark remarkably registered all over my body by men of avarice and negative psychic manipulations.
Each time I reflect on these marks I shed tears of apathy, as I cannot live with my bear body.
All it pushes me to do is to seek vengeance
Yet one thing I fear is that vengeance is the Lord's
Otherwise I would have men seen one more devilish than the devil.
Let Heaven only be the judge in all things.

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