Tears of the living but painful souls are in my eyes.
Tears of the children whose destiny has been robbed;
Tears of the youths whose right has been denied;
Tears of the old parents seeing their wards dying in the hands of suicide bomber.
Tears of the animals are seeing their young ones dying of starvation.
My eyes are full of their tears.
If don’t cry their tears out, I may lose my sight.
Tear of the sea seeing fishes bodies floating on surface of the deep,
Tears of the birds that are falling from the sky; begging humanity to end shooting at the sky
Tears of the sand that is seeing millions of corpses in shallow little graves.
Tears of the poor seeking for freedom that look like mirage.
I can’t stop my eyes from crying their tears, if I do , who will understand that people have tears in their eyes unexpressed.
Tears of unborn generations that keeps me awake all nights.
Tears of the innocent babes in the womb that will be denied of their right.
Tears of seeing images of God begging for food in the midst of abundant of natural resources.
Tears of nations that are suffering in the hand of monsters.
My eyes are dimed , not because of my age; but because of the suffering of creatures; That has taken ages; and yet to end.
Each time I see tears in my eyes, I saw nations in bondage chain;
When will our tears be heard by God?
Looking down the streets,
I saw creature’s eyes pushing out from the windows ;
In pitiful manner, begging their God for the return of Hope.
Pastor Emmanuel Brown Omojevwe