Tears of
Heaven
Upon the birth of an angel,
The tears of Heaven do fall.
Raining from clouds above,
Answering God’s call.
Tears not of sadness,
But rather of joy.
And when they fall,
The skies ring with noise.
Upon the growth of a man,
The tears of Heaven do fall.
Falling upon his head,
And he hears the thunder bawl.
Tears to commemorate,
The life of one unseen.
And yet he’s recognized,
By the one on whom he leans.
Upon the death of a devil,
The tears of Heaven do fall.
To show love for an enemy,
Who once did stand tall.
For a victory without love,
Is but a battle.
And if you live by hate,
By hate’s chains you rattle.
