The New Tears

Tears were the language they once use to speak of their pain. Their ravenous memories have a tendency of feeding on the flesh of the rain. Vines of inhumanity and injustice grow wild and intertwine around the tables of their minds clock wasn't made to tell the tales of good time. Tears become a unspoken language because they Bond their lips with ribbons of silence and swear not to cry any more but the evident of Silence later broken into intangible pieces as they start to hum out their pains. Humming later become their New tears They Hummmmmmmmm and Hummmmmm with a tones agony and Their voice congregate and But yet to shake the great wall of sympathy. The earth inhabited by their rebellious humming that frequently climbs the steers of the air. They hum and hum until humming become a pillow-soft-melody on every tongues of the poor.