All Souls Crying

a poem about the common grief

All souls are crying out-
The sound from earth is deafening

Children screaming as they are beat,
watching their mothers get beaten
seeing their innocence flee at the touch of a father's hand

All souls taught from birth to search for that
unattainable something;
that which Completes your soul
that which Calms your storms

Even as society changes, tells us
"Independence is the way!"

Still we are left with our Hole;
Desperately trying to fill it
searching through people, cars, objects,
looking for that perfect
"One"
which can Complete us
make us Whole.

within the rooms of Time the sound of
echo the sound of yelling, lonely and hollow
sounds of Cheating, Love, Hate, Money,
all reside within These Walls

of passers-by who too tried to calm their storms
Hearts ripped open, left to Bleed
hands Slit in frustrations Unconquerable.

through it all the Child stands.
Lonely, Afraid, Impassive
already searching for things to fill
his Hole