Tear

First I heard a whimper,
Then it was a cry,
I strained to hear,
In the noise, my oh my!!

I knew this girl before,
I knew I’d heard this voice,
I’d felt these sobs before,
In the blaring noise.

She bled and wept,
Injured in a war,
And all the pain she kept,
Bottled in a jar.

I saw her teary eyes,
Beauty of a sort,
The light – it slowly dies,
Bringing with it, the dark.

I know, I knew this girl,
I knew from long before,
I knew I’d seen her swirl,
I’d met her at the shore.

Time has passed since then,
A while has galloped by,
I don’t know where she went,
Or what makes her cry.

I knew her so well once,
Laughed with her a lot,
But now I feel a dunce,
I feel I know her not.

I watch as she bleeds and weeps,
I watch her as she melts,
Onto my cheek a tear creeps,
She has me in her spell…

A lot of change had come,
I could see it her eyes,
What has she become?
So much of her had died.

The war still haunts her bad,
She looks weary than ever before,
The war has left her sad,
She is ebbing down below.

The wounds are still untended,
Despite the flying time,
The holes are still unmended,
And no one gives a dime!

But she has run away,
She has fled her past,
All that disarray,
Might never, never last.

But the chase never does end,
She will be chased again,
How much will she bend?
Soon she will be slain.

I can see how hard she breathes,
I can feel the pain she feels,
I see the scene she sees,
I see she needs to break free.

And hence I met her now,
Now, after these long lost years,
And though I don't know how,
I will rid her of the tears.