Ode to tears who help express me

you know me as sin

do you know my role?

I make you look little

when taller still you can grow

what a shame

is speech

if you call humans

as sinners

not supreme

over their destiny

calling failure a failure

is not the application

of speech

I feel

I feel

I strongly feel

pain in my eyes is deep

I cannot speak

else church might punish

me

but then even temple

calls me failure

focusing a ton

on my failed attempts

they completely

fail me

tears reveal in various

shapes

sometimes they go unseen

when I in pain

Tears are with me

to take care

for I have sinned

who hasn’t

once Jesus believed

in me

and all like me

the speechless me

in church

looking for Jesus within

if I have to search him

in me

why do I need church

I need just tears

with me

broken within

repaired in front

I walk like cheap

in a dear dress

that looks better than me

I move out

with a heavy rain

in eyes

church now will

never understand me

how should I address God?

am I not alone in misfit?

tears reveal

many eyes deep in agony

I smile for

heaviness seems

distributed beyond me

others too can feel

just like me

tears

tears occupy me!

I love rain of eyes

that makes me feel

relieve

Tears accept the praise

from me

about me

which church doesn’t

and will never now

call me within of it

as it once did

I praise tears

for they are now

always with me

always with me

expresssing me right

when church goes wrong

why church goes wrong?

my tears will make me feel!

my tears will make me feel!