Ancient Tears

I called your nailing name With deserted voice oh Ancient tears They mark my birthday with Street dates Life has a telling tale telling My lynching tales daily The streets of earth I've Worked Corridors of sorrow I've Worked Trees of endurance I've climbed Fences of destitute I've climbed Dark lonely life I've lived Oh ancient tears telling my failling tales! Dreams only splashes Sorrows joy on my fading face What an ending beginning of Early late morning evening of My giving birth death I Inherited from my living Dead potters Oh ancient tears telling my Failling tales I hear no more Suddenly! I heard the sounds of hope Marching from dawn dews Dashing over a grudge green Tree standing all alone yet I Remember Moses in the red Sea then an African smile Engulfed my harbour to bury My ancient tears.