If you see me crying
Do not seek to comfort
For I do not weep for myself
This demonstrative emotion
Is for my brothers and sisters
Whose lives are imperilled
To Hunger
To Disease
To Corruption
To Injustice
To Abuse
To Despots
To Terrorism
To Immorality
And every evil inhumanity
Nefarious perpetrators subject
The submissively innocent too
So I accumulate the tears
Into a righteous vessel
Awaiting a time for retribution
My Tears
Your Tears
Victims’ Tears
Mothers’ Tears
Fathers’ Tears
Brothers’ Tears
Sisters’ Tears
All Tears
Together our lacrimations
Will become an ocean
To drown our tormentors
To rust and make inoperable
Every weapon of mass destruction
The meek shall inherit and justice will prevail
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