Heart Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

I can transition your life into sweet dreams of love that can last forever.

When pain is etched inside of me your world can explode into millions of pieces.

Lies can shape me when words of deceit abound in me.

Truth comes to make me free from deliberate actions of hypocrisy.

In my emotions I can purchase your gravestone for your mother.

When healthy I can last throughout generations that do not need any collaboration from mankind.

I can produce joy like a well spring of water sprouting to eternity.

A seed of jealousy planted within me can terminate a life in a moment of time.

Pain, suffering and tears are something that I can erase with priceless amounts of laughter.

Anger is a vehicle that can drive us to kill when you allow it to abide with me too long.

Where is the love that you promised me why did you allow the disease of hate to misguide me in your words?

I am sorry that I did not look at you for who you are; I was told a long time ago that you did not belong here!

The heart is deceitful above all things and desperately wicked: who can know it?


Written by Theodore Mosley
March 4,2019