TEARS OF RAGE

Life in the eyes, the heart and the mind of a Poet.

TEARS OF RAGE

The sun sets at noon

Darkness drops again

Nightmares grow to the fore

The sky, unable to hold further

Sheds tears of rage

The sea, blue as the sky

And filled with the tears of rage

Vomit its excess to the coast

The sun sets at noon

Darkness drops its weight

Depressing the earth to its bowel

The crust, unable to hold further

Breaks a sigh of relief

The mantle, hot as it is

And filled with the tears of rage

Heave its excess through to the air

The sun sets at noon

Darkness drops again

Plants wilt and rot away

The desert, in its vicious dismay

Dries up tears of rage

The lake, conscious of the dead streams

And without tears of rage

Retains its waters within its rim

                

The sun sets at noon

Darkness drops its weight

Coldness expands its freezing zone

The beasts, hungry as they are

Shed tears of rage

The earth, receiving its due

And stirred by the tears of rage

Discharge its onslaught on self

The sun sets at noon

Darkness drops again

The climes become more humid

Whirlwind, in its flagrant fury

Discharge tears of rage

Tearing up thickets and deforming nature

The earth, in its convulsions quakes

Leaving the human culture in ruins

The sun sets at noon

Darkness drops its weight

Owls and bats fly out of hell

Ostriches, unable to hold further

Bury heads in tears of rage

Joy flees to the caves of sorrow

But the terrors are no terrors at all

To the doves that commit no evil

Tears of rage: Did it rain?

Tears of rage: Sea on land!