Lost Tears (A poem for the children of alcoholics)
Posted by appolus on August 13, 2011
To all the boys who never cried
My heart it weeps for you
Longing for a fathers touch
Slipping slowly out of view
LOST TEARS
To all the boys who never cried
My heart it weeps for you
Longing for a fathers touch
Slipping slowly out of view
A hand it reached within my chest
And entwined around my heart
With every beat the fingers grew
Until they covered every part
And keys would fumble in the door
What would this dark night bring
And in from the night the tyrant came
The beggars received their king
To bow and scrape, perhaps defuse
To laugh at every joke
Perhaps the tyrant king would sleep
Perhaps we would provoke
With every night the fire dies
Embers of the heart recede
The king is god, he rules supreme
Don’t hurt our mum the children plead
And darkness overcomes the soul
Into the night the children flee
And all around the curtains fall
And when they fall you cannot see
Who will rid us of this endless night
The blackness and the shades of gray
For beneath the pillow held so tight
Is not a place where children play
Why do these tears that belong to you
Fall down from upon my face
For once I dwelt in shadowland
Its now your dwelling place
So if you wander in the night
A night within your heart
The true King sees behind your veil
He sees you play the part
Oh wont you come on bended knee
And find the tears you lost
The true King longs to set you free
And that at any cost
Don’t you long to see the sun
And feel its warm embrace
A heart of flesh and not of steel
And tears upon your face
My God He is the tears you lost
Living waters from above
He restores the broken and the crushed
With Godly tears of love
The true King wept when you could not
He wept to see His Son
And with those tears on Calvary fought
And now the work is done
Come out from amongst the dead He cries
And He will deal with all your fears
For every time you could not cry
My God He shed your tears
And all these tears He’s gathered
And they flow from Heavens throne
And when your swept up in this tide
You’ll know you were not alone
A Call To The Remnant 
cindyinsd said
Beautiful poetry, Brother. I’m crying, too.
appolus said
Hey Cindy, isn’t a marvel that the Lord can take the most destructive and broken situations and turn them around for His glory. The tyrant king of my poem gave his heart to the Lord at the age of 49 and never drank a single drop from that day, he is now 71. I had a vision one time, it was of a vase being smashed on the floor. The bigger pieces were picked up and dashed down on the floor again. This happened three times until all there was left were a thousand tiny pieces. Then I saw a older mans face, much like a grandfather, with spectacles on the end of His nose. And with incredible skill and endless patience, was putting the vase back together again, piece by piece. I was the vase. He came to mend the broken hearted and to set the prisoner free, praise Him for His miraculous works………..brother Frank
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Lisa said
Thank you!
appolus said
God bless you Lisa, thanks for dropping by……………..brother Frank
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bible peace…
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Maire said
Wonderful poem, as a child of an alcoholic mother, I relate to this too.
appolus said
Hi Maria, thank you for your kind words. It seems like you have survived to tell the tale? …………..Frank