I am the Weeper, the only true keeper of my brothers lost dreams…
I am the Weeper, the one who has shed and ocean of tears for mankind which has not been kind to Mother-Earth or Self.
I am often enclosed in an envelope of tears because of the wasted years and the fruits of the seeds of despair.
I am the Weeper, withered by solitude, shredded by the multitudes of people who forgot or never learned how to give Unconditional Love.
I am the unheralded champion of Hope who must constantly wager a battle against those experts of imitation, who are nothing more than purveyors of misery.
I am the Weeper who seeks to tear down those Prisons of Quarrel that men have erected and protected to keep my soul grieving.
I am the Weeper drenched in disappointments for mankind has still not learned from past mistakes and Judgement day really is coming…
All these tears that I have shed are for the multitudes of the Living dead.
I am the Weeper…If I can keep my eyes dry; mankind might have a chance to survive…
Tears keep me living and I give birth to the artists, to the poets, to the unwilling writers to let it be known that He Who Sits on the Highest Throne is watching…
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