I Cried

I cried
I cried this morning
I cried for myself
I cried for our little blue planet home
I cried for all who seek in vain
ever craving love and finding none
I cried for the children starving
their fragile lights slowly fading
as another desperate mother’s plea
rains down unfelt or heard upon our deafness
I cried for the groundless hatred dividing
the masses into armies of us and them
our hearts hardened by ideological dogma 
I cried for strays
for all the unwanted old and young
oft abused or even abandoned
I cried for innocence callously stolen
in the name of education
another dutiful citizen molded
I cried for the coldness of life
as one by one those we love are taken from us
I cried
I cried this morning
I cried for the voiceless who could not cry out
for themselves
I cried, and to my amazement soon discovered
that in spilling compassionate tears for others
there was no longer any need to cry for me