Remember days gone by when furry dogs would freeze? <br /> I tall tale when I said, ‘I felt heat, I just ate or I just smiled’ <br />Now with a ragged bag and a sack, I am leaving home to chase a dream. <br />Abandoning you, or saving you? Only you will know. <br />Dry your tears my dear; no more wail. No more songs of grief, <br />No more tired bones and tired soul. Just dry your tears. <br />Hold on! When greedy hyena circles, knaves are preying and God is loping deaf. <br />How mama died awhile ago and father stayed, and made us howl <br />Like a ghastly wolf, a creature of the night. <br />The food we scrounged on the floor, <br />When your tummy cried… my eyes cried. <br />But dry your tears little one… just dry your tears, <br />I have words in a bag, and two dreams in a sack. <br />I have stories and novels, poems and cries <br />Lock your eyes; do not stare at my spine, <br />The deep scars on my rear, these are disfigurements I wear. <br />There are stars and there are blooms that even we shall see. <br /> Just dry your tears my little one… just dry your tears.<br /><br />Romeo D. Matshaba<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dry-your-tears/
