Tears of Iron

If you seen what I seen you wouldn’t say a damn thing

Mercy cold as a whip in the night

Laughter’s cruel hand harnassed with insipid candor

Looking long the owl screeched “no” “no” “no don’t”

Fear trampled horrendously as the Tears of Iron flowed with molten useless hate

Sadness looked at her and her and said let it not be

What is a tear when the light flowed with evil and loath

Looking within a scream raged with terror and knowing if I could I would

Make me Make me Make me Make me with loud bellows to widen the red sea

My soul cried for me O Jehovah before I lose a thought of reason for the tears are not soft and the remorse is none

Thunder rained in my mind I am I am I am for right is mine mine mine

Christ stood before me and wiped a tear that was hard as the Will of God

Stop and see he said and I looked and my eyes and heart filled with a rage of accusation and a howling scream of who and why!

Looking at my vulnerability I scoffed and despised the failure for my love and bird I could not save for a tear of iron is not a justice that I could weld but a morrow the world will sea the infidel who wounded us all

By

Felicia McCaw