Some Cries

Some cries come in the form of rains,
The lightening and thunder, a symbol of excruciating pain.
Some cries come in the form of a long, loud, mournful honk,
A train's or truck's
Someone's bad day, someone's horrible decision, someone's helpless luck.
Some tears never see human love
Soft cries at night,
A pillow instead of a shoulder
Tear stains, proof of the pain.
Some wails are heard in the creak of the ceiling fan
And in the fall of a foot-stool
Some ring out in the corridors of a high school
Some weeps are heard
In the plight of the birds
When terror strikes, at moments absurd.
Some cries whisper at night
When death comes silently,
Softly, slowly, with might.
Some tears are invisibly shed,
By a heart monitor beside a hospital bed.
Some cries are loud and fierce,
Some cries, our hearts, they pierce.
Some sobs echo under the bridge
Those of a hungry child, that can't afford the luxuries of your fridge.
Some chokes between words, turn negligible with time,
But listen carefully, this isn't just your ordinary rhyme.
There is pain between words and cries that go unheard.
Do your bit, be aware of the falling tears.
Aware of people that need you near.
Don't hesitate to offer your hand.
We are all made of the earth,
We will return to sand.
We are one world, one land.
Don't let those pleas go in vain
Be human. Banish pain.