Saturday, April 19, 2008

Count My Tears

Count My Tears
by: R.A. Slater
Do You count my tears
Each one as they fall
In a steady stream
As anguish breaks my heart
Yet once again
As I am forgotten
Shoved to the side
And ignored
Do You count my tears
Shed in loneliness and despair
Differently from the other tears
Shed in joy and delight
Though far and few between
Do You keep them in seperate bottles
Or pool them all together
Do You count my tears
That I cause myself
Or consider them deserved
Unworthy of marking
Do You count my tears
Even when they aren't shed
Held in by fear
Of judgement and condemnation
See them now
Dropping, streaming, falling
How can You count
A continuous stream


Jean-Luc Picard said...

Beautifully told, with a lot of expression.

Anonymous said...

I think that God has one of those labeling machines that spits out labels that can almost be read by blind people, because it's like braille.

I am sure that you seperates each tear, and puts them in labeled bottles. I know this because in the movie Bruce Almighty, he had file cabinets. *WINK*