By. Sandrea Rosier

I’ve Known Tears

I’ve known tears of many faces that flood and overflow with emotions like New Orleans in 05

My soul has grown fond of tears

I Heard these tears as people inhaled the poisonous gas from the chambers of the

holocaust.

I have watched tears roll down and dry up on the faces of wounded

soldiers of WWII

I want revenge like the unemployed Spanish teacher and aim bullets of an AK-47 at the woman in charge.

I know the feeling of being an professional

athlete stranded in the Gulf of Mexico with no chance

of survival.

I’ve seen the saline of those who died, and survived the

debris of 9/11

I’ve known tears

Loud, sobbing Tears

My soul has grown fond of tears