Return them to eternal eye gland
The tears are incessant
Down the glossy cheeks
Tuned in a melancholy note
Like a sculpture by ancient Greeks;
They tell so many a tale
Of battles fought so futile
Of lives sold in name of duty
Of despair replacing innocent smile,
Of hungry fellows at sunset
Still awaiting a golden sunrise
Still taking the air into nostrils
Still fighting every evil and vice.
Fear that revengeful ire
That nowhere else can be found,
So don’t let tears turn into fire,
Don’t let them ever touch the ground…
And…
Return them to eternal eye gland.