Through The Veil Of Tears Poem by Kevin Maroney

Through the veil of tears,
The Weeping idiot fails to see.
The object of his sorrow, with glee,
picks his pocket from behind, while wearing
A fake face.
Unbeknownst to the tear-blinded fool,
The masses take his glasses, blinding him
And use him as a tool.
As though he were paper, they use
His bleeding heart's ink to write a check,
Wreck
The free,
They don't give a fig.

And the world's their playrig.