One Hundred Million Tears Poem by BEAU GOLDEN

If you took my heart away and hid it from me for years
I would have to cry one hundred million tears
If i had to walk each day knowing my heart was stolen away
I would have to cry one hundred million tears

Smiling little child looks up from in the pen
Smiling little child in my minds eye again
Gone from the world or hidden
For in the earth bedridden

On the cover of a magazine
You cannot even glean
The horror in the parents hearts
The anger at the thieves

A woman who is still a girl lost her son
I know she's come undone
I see it in her eyes
When i touch her how she sighs

Yearning to forget her loss
Yearning to return to her son
I know she's come undone

Finally some reprieve
She lost a million teeers
Finally ceasing to grieve
Killing with her bare hands

The monster that took her child
Hid it away for years

It hit me hard each moment i dwell on it
When they take your heart
Each of those millions of teers
replaced with mental bullets
Waiting to be fired
Assailants waiting in the shadows
Crying their millions of teers
They wait
Millions and millions and millions and millions
OF grossly unnecessary futile mindless
Teers
Teers
Teers
Lost forever in the saltwater of a foreign ocean
The child devoid of its devotion

There is no ointment to soothe
There will be no lotion
This open sore will only burn
Infecting others at every turn

It is the very embodiment of the word 'inconsolable'
If u took my heart away.