The answer

My eyes grow heavy with the salty water that flows But for whom do I cry? As the water flows from my eyes Along the landscape of my skin Into the earth to find the river So the river may run to the sea So the sun can evaporate To create a cloud To rain on me To hide my tears To welcome my tears Back to the one-ness But for whom do I cry? If I allotted one tear for each body unalived In Mali, In Pakistan, In the Ukraine, In the Congo, In the US, In Palestine, In Israel, I would become a tear and a body Please do not mistake silence for inaction Please do not mistake the absence of my screams Among the cacophony of bombs, gun fire and protest songs As rudeness As I sob I breathe in love I breathe out peace I breathe in love I breathe out peace My eyes grow heavy And I know killing you does not solve the problem And I know killing me does not solve the problem And I know peace is the answer. Every tear contains the answer.