Tears of God
By Sarpy Sam



Tears of God our souls conspire
Attempts to quench the inner fire.

Despair fills the hearts of many
Crushing the spirit, felling like a penny.

Tears of God wash us clean
Our innermost being, make not so mean.

Remind us in despair so great
Not to fold and feel the weight.

Tears of God fill up our souls
Lighten our tremendous load.

Brighten our ghostly conscious mind
With the promise of better times.

Tears of God wash us down
Make our hearts a joyous sound.

Prospects of life, in profusion to arise
Coat our spirit with a light hearted cry.

Tears of God our souls conspire
Will not quench the inner fire.