Tears

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Misfortunes are not that bad after all

Tears scrolled sadly down his cheeks.  With his hands folded tightly across his chest, the young man stared in distress at his possessions laying on the side of the road in a puddle. He slowly shook his head to and fro; accepting defeat. Just like that, he was cast out of his home with nowhere to go; no roof over his head. He was speechless at the unexpected turn in event that had crept upon  him so he stood frozen in the pelting rain and cried.

The Tears of No

I watched steadfastly with a tightened heart as the coffin was lowered in the ground. The pastor was saying, “ashes to ashes, dust to dust…” I heard him but I was not listening to him. I was listening to the voices in my head that was telling me, “it is over, he is gone, no more smile, he will not call your name anymore…” Somewhere deep within me I felt a pain that hurt so much and the tears started rolling down my cheeks.