The Last Tear Poem by James Royster

You can't contemplate why I'm so great.
'Cause all you speak is hate,

Like a caged bird you sing the same song.
You're not right, in Espanol 'No tiene razon! '

I look in your eyes, and they show that you're afraid.
You think life is a game, but you are the one being played.

Most people you see are wearing a disguise,
and that the history you call truth is really a bunch of lies?

You are staring at the sun, but it is too bright for you to see.
Now in your stage of blindness you attempt to attack me?

I have given up helping you, no longer will I try.
No matter how much suffering you endure
I WILL NOT CRY!