Tear Drop

When did you last cry? We stand surrounded by floods of tears, some drowning hearts and some feeding the vipers that kill most of us. When the sun rises in the morning, it’s like our hearts are opening to a new chapter, a new chapter of the same plague we sought to hide from in our sleep. The pain in the hearts of men is one with their very being; we cannot talk of one and ignore the other. But all this may make you think that life has nothing good to offer and yet still I ask when did you last cry?

Why did you cry then? The things that touch our hearts serve to not only define our interests but our very being as well. Crying like laughing are the expressions of the heart, the language of the heart to the outside world and when we touch either we relate with our hearts. Men have perfected the act of living as if they were only individual beings separated from everything else. The people we have entrusted with the leadership of many have failed to lead the many into their imagined destiny and when you ask well, they too have failed to lead themselves to where they thought they were heading.

There is a multitude of reasons to pick from if we are going to cry, from our leadership to our very choices. We have defined ourselves less by what we have chosen to do and more by what we ignored to do. When we were presented with both the right and wrong choices we more often chose the wrong one and even our attempts to clean the results failed because we lacked the will to do that which was right. We often question how a good meaning individual went so wrong and we never bother to know what his true intentions were in the first place.

When we lack intentions for our own selves, we should not expect to find any for another. And while we build our personal intentions we need to take the time to intend something for those others. The miracle of leadership has on many occasions been granted to an individual that intended well and much for themselves that they ignored everyone else, that they compress the whole world to themselves. And that is why they firstly desired to satisfy their intention first only to discover that they stand in so big a place they cannot fill it. The result is that they have built images so large in the bid to fill the large space that was supposed to be for the majority. The leader that has learnt to think for the led has not had to struggle to build and image of self importance and unnecessary hugeness; they knew that all along they stood with the people that they led.

This is the poison that has killed our society today, the leader have not learnt to see themselves as one with the people they lead and it has seemed to them that the leadership they hold has been thrown upon them by accident. They have sought to serve themselves and because there was little about them to serve standing from a position of leadership, they resorted to building bigger than life images, another blander.

And they have not been alone, we who have cried have silently have also waited for an opportunity and when that came, we did as those that made us cry.

When did you cry last? I think we need not to cry but realise that we have at our hands children to raise in the ways that we did not learn. And when I think of it, that could be the only reason we should cry, that we have the great responsibility to make tomorrow different from what today has been even when we have to create that change in the present environment and with the same traditions.