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Once Upon a Teardrop Once upon a teardrop, Maybe two or maybe more, Life burst And became empty space. The cause of which some said Had played so brief a role; He dreamt it in his head, He had so little soul. “That's not fair,” I shouted; “My tale's just and true!” Will they never believe What now I relate to you? The boy lay crying Amid the din of swearing; Each accused of lying, Each accused of not caring. Tea scalded walls And shattered dishes, The sleepless nights And constant wishes. Oh God, let me have peace, Let there be not pain; Let me think of others; Let my life be not in vain. Who takes the time, With so much dismay, Of setting goals For a future day? Taking a quick punch While holding back the tears; The boy, then the man, Fought to overcome his fears. The death of one And then the mother, Led to a plan To seek his brother. Put me to test, brother, My thoughts to be par; If time does truly count, Let us not these moments mar. The friendship perceived Turned to bitter vile; The brother he sought Skilled in cunning guile. Moving away Was then the answer; Begin again To void the cancer. Through the strength of faith He met a lady friend; Someone to worship, At last his heart would mend. Would I have never known This enchantment in my life This pinnacle of my dreams This miracle, my future wife, Then I would have never known The lively ballet of the ocean waves, The rhapsody spoken by the wind, Nor the spirited joy of freed slaves. He performed love, That feeling so blind; But she not true Brought rage to his mind. His life of despair He could no longer stand; Thus time depicted Death by his own hand. He shot her twice, The forehead and chest; Because he felt She loved him in jest. Now I shall join my God, To kneel at His feet; In the Kingdom above My sins ne'er to repeat. Once upon a teardrop, Maybe two or maybe more, Life burst And became empty space. ©Jaymista 2001 |
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