Why I cry ?
I am crying now.
I don’t know why.
Am I supposed to know
why it is I cry ?
Though I always feel
such relief and solace
when the tears run dry.
When I cry
I am afraid I’ll die.
I have not yet.
But still I dread the time
when the dam of fears
can no longer bear the weight
of the tears I ache to weep.
Perhaps the reason why I cry
is that the earth beneath my feet
needs to taste the freedom
that these tears will bring.
I am crying still
for no reason that I know.
I pray these tears of mourning
may wash away the pain
of whatever has been done
and that which I might do.
(2013)
