Dry Tears In My Eyes

Please, don't be too quick To proclaim that I am weak Because I have dry tears in my eyes The weak cries lightly, the strong cries Much more in private, in the shower A wise man fears the danger of power Too much power, in the hands of a coward Can be eerily terrible and seen as an award. Please, don't be too aggressive With me, because I am not passive At all, however, I am cleverly patient I love to examine the experiment To take my sweet time to dream and to think About the appropriate color of the ink That I shall use to paint the shadow Of a brother, who'll be absent tomorrow. Copyright© June,2020, Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.