Tears Of The Heart Poem by Tana David Kele

It's a night, covered by darkness.
Stars are nowhere to be seen.
The moon can't fight for light.
The wind is blowing so strong.
The houses are floating in the sky.
Children are crying, mothers are crying.
Fathers are dying.
Storytellers, poets never mentioned anything about this.
Future tellers, scientist could not predict this.
As I watched in tears surrounded by fears.
I asked myself where my heart is.
Living in days where fathers burry their sons.
In days where graveyards are filled in minutes.
In days where love seem not to exist.
I watched as a son looked into the eyes of his father.
And a daughter looked into the eyes of her mother.
And with tears running down their faces they asked.
What is the meaning of love?
What is the meaning of trust?
What is the meaning of happiness?
But most of all will we ever see the day of happiness?
Or we just are going to learn it from the book written by man like me and you?
Does love only exist on the fairy tales stories that mothers reads to us before we sleep?
I watched with a shuttered heart.
Uncountable tears, troubled mind, painful soul.
By this time my whole body was weak, words were lost I could not even speak.
I saw a father looked into the eyes of his son.
A mother looked into the eyes of her daughter.
With tears rolling down they said: I LOVE YOU