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[sid] => 11322
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => I Cry
[time] => 2003-01-26 08:00:00
[hometext] => You would cry too!
[bodytext] => I'm tired of crying
I'm tired of feeling the tears roll down my cheeks But I can't help it because in my mind all I see are the poverties that harm even the babies of this society that tries to reach me or my mind See I cry ‘Cause beneath my eyes I see even the youngest ones cry cause of hunger Cause of a birth pain that is un-deserved I cry when I see strong women working the curb cause they’re trying to get a little money to buy that herb, or that rock, or that piece for their man at the dock Watching the clock waiting for the time that their pain will end, but it's nonstop cause I can feel it within So I cry I cry when I see a boy die on the streets Trying to live the type of life that will provide for his family Who is only striving to stay alive and survive behind the walls that seem to lead to the sky And you wonder why I cry I cry when I hear the story of a child and a father who died but not physically, no his body is still alive, and that’s when the little boy or little girl says he left me, so he's dead to me But it hurts even worst when the little girl looks you in the eyes and says if that is the case my mama died, and I cannot deny this little girl is me and that's another reason why my tears aren't free Every drop comes with feeling and every step comes with healing of the heart That is sick and tired of living in the dark Where if a match is lit the wind of sorrow and the hurricanes of tomorrow turn it into bits So I cry I cry and this is hard to admit Going throughout my life being tough, and being rough so that I can be taken seriously But the threat of life is about to kill me and diminish me mentally But don't get me wrong it can never take the wisdom that is spiritually given I cry yet I continue on living throughout the trials and tribulations thanking God that he gave me the strength to face them ‘Cause I would rather not erase them, because no lesson would be learned And from some lessons life’s scars are earned And those scars really burn and hurt my skin So I cry If you still wonder why I cry look in my eyes And see the pain that is disguised in this body of mine And then you’ll see why I cry [comments] => 2 [counter] => 219 [topic] => 32 [informant] => RealCrystal [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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