Tears Don't Fall

Part One: The Lost Boy
 
Who will cry for the lost boy?
 
Not the angels
 
Definatly not satin
 
Not strangers
 
Not even his friends
 
Why, not even god
 
Tears don’t fall for the lost boy
 
God looks down on him in shame
 
No, he doesn’t believe 
 
No no but he’s not atheist either
 
He has his doubts
 
He’s been through hell
 
And Satan even kicked him out
 
Right now he looks towards heaven
 
What does he see?
 
Not god, not the angels
 
He sees a white sky full of dark memories
 
He’s scared
 
He wants to cry
 
Nobody will cry for him
 
Tears don’t fall for the boy who hates life
 
He doesn’t want to cry for himself
 
He can’t cry for himself
 
He’s a lost boy
 
Lost boys don’t have tears
 
He has no hope
 
Has no future
 
Has no life
 
He’s a lost boy
 
Part Two: The Answer
 
A light shines down from a dark sky
 
And out comes his answer,
 
“Stop drowning in your own sorrow,”
 
A voice says.
 
It’s his conscience.
 
Another light shines down
 
And three people are shown
 
“I’m here my baby William,”
 
The one in front says
 
He’s not lost anymore
 
He’s found his future
 
He cries from joy
 
And finally a light shines down on him,
 
And god looks down on him and smiles.
 
The angels are crying and cheering for him.
 
He finally loves his life
 
He might start believing again
 
Everything looks right for him right now
 
But hes only a young man
 
He still has his life to live
 
So he will make the best of it.
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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression! 

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