Tears

Tears run down my face

My heart aches

Sorrows upon sorrows

Who will cry for you

Oh, Jacob

Who will plead your cause

Whatever became of yesterday

When we sat

On the Hillside

Watching the sunset

Over the mountains

When the sweet aroma

of spiced grains and savory beans

Called us

The soft voice of mother

calling the children home again

“Come Children”

“Come Children”

“It's time,

The table is set

and supper is ready”

Whatever became of those days

when we played

in the paradise of God

Now tears

Now wars

Now fears on every side

where is the hope

We once had

“Move solider!”

“March forward!”

“Attack!!!”

Ratatatata

goes my M-16

Men, women, and children

Fall

Now, I'm a machine

No heart

No love

Only survival on my mind

Whatever happened

To those days

With you and mother

“Don't you quit! Solider!!!”

“Get Up! And Fight!!!”

Yet, through the noise of the thunder

And the pestilence

I still have Hope

That tomorrow

Will be better Days

Shalam,

ZARACH