The turtle wept teardrops
of his life´s long livings,
He wept for man´s wars
& their sad unforgivings,
He cried for life´s
cruelties & their banalities too,
His tears falling for
all that´s lied & all that´s untrue.
The butterflies visited
& called out his sweet name,
Saying, “Come out of
your shell & lets all play a game”,
The only sound to be
heard, was the dripping of tears,
From old turtle who´d
wept & sobbed for a million years.
Let us sip away your tears & leave your sad
eyes dry,
Let us take away the
reasons why you weep & so cry,
We shall all make you
smile & remove your sad pain,
And we shall give you
the sun & banish all your rain.
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