I'Ve Heard Children Crying

I have seen the memories
     that fell from this time and age,
They been scattered on the floor;
     they been fading from the page.
Have felt my heart a' tumbling
     through an empty, hollow rage;
An' I've heard children crying
     from a distant, unlit stage.

I've marched along to trumpets
     an' I have danced to the song,
Tried walking beside the meek
     while I'm running with the strong.
Have seen my thoughts a' drifting
      off to where they don't belong;
An' I've heard  children crying
     after mothers have passed on.

Been told about beginnings
     traveling without an end,
Like mighty rivers flowing
     far beyond the coming bend.
I was tossed to the wilderness
     but I made it back again;
An' I've heard children crying
     but I just can't tell you when.

There’s a yellow moon a’ rising
     high above a foreign shore,
Where they hold on to tomorrow
     like it’s coming nevermore.
The whispers in the sea breeze
     just keep tapping at the door;
An’ I’ve heard children crying
     like I’ve never known before.

Now there comes a distant calling
     that is leading us astray,
We been hoping for forgiveness
     though we’ve not found words to say.
In the silence of the midnight
     some can feel it slip away;
An' I'll hear children crying
     through forever and a day.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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