Fly & Cry

Every tear dropped, as a result of our death, waters the soil  
Of every footprint that we've imprint with works of our toil
Causing flowers to grow and bloom with vivaciousness  
As our spirit ascends and begins spreading lights of brightness  
 
Yet darkness falls upon our likeness as duress takes ahold  
Causing family and friends to be depressed in their abodes  
But the bold don't fold and they hold their heads high  
As they look up to the blue skies with tears in their eyes  
 
It's ok to cry after saying goodbye to those that you've lost
Not doing so may cause you to implode, costing a fatal cost  
Or you may explode at those who need your loving arms  
So if you need to cry, let it fly, before it does you harm