There are tears and there are Tears
Still there are TEARS and TEARS IN FEARS
So child
…wait till you get through the latter
…before calling hurts scars of never unfelt trauma

The tears you cry because of basic needs
Are but blocks of exercises
…helping you to turn necessity into an invention
A skill all beings need to survive

The tears you cry because of bullies
Are but emotional dryers of slime love
You heed and are able to separate friends from foes

The tears you cry because of backstabbers
Are but lessons of vigilance
You heed and dodge bleeding
…by looking around in your journey of life
Instead of looking straight ahead
Like a stiff robot

The tears you cry for romantic love
Are but privileges
Because they strengthen your heart to grow in choices
Raising your alertness to help feed your body
…the right person

The tears you cry for your sick child is the ultimate tears
They break your heart into pieces
…especially if your efforts can add no value for healing
And they gun down your soul
…only to stitch and gun and stitch and gun
Till seers see the hollow in your heart just by a look
Those tears need no permission to flow
Embarrassing you in front of those you respect

And if you happen to lose that child
You feel like you’ve lost an important body part
One you’ll never get back
Even if memories fade
…those tears will flow when you’re alone
Constant reminders of the scars which will never erase

Know tears from failures are like muscle strengthners
They train you to grow
So love your primary tears
And pray to skip the peak
No matter how many times you experience that peak
It will forever remain the same
It is unfortunate their handwritings are mostly in the heart
You’d have seen them
…learnt from them
…to advise yourself
Let my words write strength in your mind
And prepare you for tears allocated to your fate
For now
…your tears call for hard work
…so heed
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © May 29, 2020

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)


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