Year of the Tear


It is not the year of the Woman,

Nor is it the year of the Dragon.

It is Year of the Tear,

Crying eyes, everywhere, far and near.

Women crying for husbands,

Taken away by senseless wars.

Children crying for parents,

Killed by the hatred of old neighbors.

Men crying for families,

Separated and destroyed.

Mothers crying for sons,

Shot in random street violence.

Families crying for help,

Against the destruction of home and community.

Life has become …

The ultimate crying game.

No, it is not the year of the Baby Boomers,

Nor is it the year of Democracy.

It is a sad, sad time.

It is Year of the Tear,

With many more to follow, I fear.

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