Do You Want Me To Cry?

On my door steps
I have seen many
So death is very natural to me
If you still want me to cry
I shall do that
But remember
I have no tears to shed
As you made my ducts dry

All deaths are equal
No difference to me at all
Whether a bullet or bomb
Kills a child
No bias
Known to my tear drops
No colour I feel
I suffer the same pain
When a child dies
So I have shed a lot already for those who died
If you still want me to cry
I shall do that
But remember
I have no tears
As you made my ducts dry.

by Abdul Wahab

Comments (1)

I love the music of the souls magic soaring with the beat of the drums! Beautiful write!