Hearts Abandoned Poem by Lonnie Hicks

Give me each time
the Abandoned Heart
scarred from its own Abandonments
which
reveal
its
own Consignments
amid the Tendernesses
it never
knew existed;
its introduction
it
so long
sought to believe
was safely
encased
in Sophisticatedness
yet in reality not revealed
inside youth's self-disillusionment
and I
witness
make things worse
by intoning
remembrances
of Humility's Lesson
stronger still
when
we are all
eventually
revealed
to
ourselves
cringing;
when Past, Present and Now
are united
inside Nuance
which state
you are at once
nothing more
or less
than your
Experiences;
not Cranial Thoughts
Plans, Schemes, Designs
or Feelings
outside
Self.