The tears poured down my eyes past my face and into the air
But they stopped from the heart of anger and evaporated forming a cloud
Overhead it poured down with all my memories of sorrow and pain
Completely black Nimbus pour down like Niagara falls
Thunderous sounds from anger and hate clapped between the cloud
No longer crying from my eyes but my tears pour just as rain
Constantly raining upon me but I remain dry oxygen squeezed from my throat
My voice can no longer speak
All my tongue is used for is taste no longer enunciating Ts
My ears are still for its purpose only to hear
I pity them because they are the bearers of the insults and belittlement
But they cannot fend for themselves, they can only continue listenin'
Can fight no longer my knuckles still bleed from the pain of many men
I can’t do it its not what I stand for anymore
How do I release my anger, let my voice speak…
I don’t…
I can’t I was told not to but why should I listen
Because to let a fly free only leaves more eggs to hatch
So I just remain silent the cloud above me will do it
So that I no longer have to cry…
Corey Threet
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cloud-of-tears-c-10-1-09/
