Tears

We ring your eyes with evidence
Washed up from the shallow grave of your sins
We fell when they crowned the prince
We flash when the usurper wins

We climb the mountain trails of history
Making our symbols on this moonlit tree
We broke out when the smoke rolled in
We announce the triumph of the free

Within the electronic tube of image
Or hidden as emotion amongst soft pages
We open the warm brim of your heart
With women fight their many stages

We link expressions in the face of a lifetime
We mark her departure from him
We stood, a small price at the brink
Of isolation, watching the sun