I type this here

With a tear

Running down one side

Of my face

Due to so much disgust

And I write this here

With a tear

Of the inability to just live

In perpetual peace other than 

By death

As survival is the norm

As one that exists within a storm

Closed and boxed in 

From all sides

And I indicate this here

With a tear

From my other eye

With both a fire and rain

At a standstill there if seen

And so much felt in between

For I convey this here

With more tears falling

From situations of a people

Down crawling and sprawling

But nevertheless still rises

Still surprises 

In the most amazing of ways

Through much disarray

Swayed and not rolled away

And built to stay

So I convey this here

With just a few more tears

Of a great nation

That will one day

Ring in tears of joy

And with a change 

Of atmosphere

As I’ll look back 

Upon the day

That I wrote this 

With a tear 

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